Monday, December 11, 2006
My holiday cards are done. Well, sort of. They aren't sealed, and don't have return address labels yet. But by and large, they are done.
And voilà, I have some wrapped packages. I did about six tonight. Don't laugh. It's a start. Did you know that Jose Cuervo tastes pretty good with Coke? I had no idea, but it does. I have some Fat Mama's mix, but I didn't feel like hauling all that stuff out. Plain old Coca-Cola worked just fine. If I'd tried a little of that before I started, I might have more wrapped packages under the tree. What the heck, I still have two weeks. Almost.
Suppose somebody tried to start a tradition these days whereby a pudgy old man in disguise who consorts with elves and livestock would sneak into your home in the middle of the night and leave your children presents. How far do you suppose that would get? I imagine the police would show up in fairly short order. I'll bet Dateline would be on the scene pretty quick, too.
And for that matter, how about creatures impersonating bunnies who leave your kids chicken eggs at Easter -- again, in the middle of the night?
Why am I thinking about that? I have no idea. I guess I'm just weird that way. Not as weird as some folks, not by a long shot. Do I envy the Evil Weird who walk among us pretending to be ordinary, regular people? Not on your life! Some of the Evil Weird irritate the living crap out of me. I don't know why the law won't let me shoot them.