Harshing My Christmas Mellow
Last week went a long way toward getting me in a proper Christmas mood. Shopping in New York City, going to Rockefeller Center, spending time with family...it's all good. Today, though, commercial radio is acting as a total buzzkill. Yes, I get the occasional play of Paul McCartney's Wonderful Christmastime, but I also have to listen to the American Idol assholes, Celine Dion, and a seizure-inducing Barry Manilow cover of Joni Mitchell's River. Is it January yet?
Later: Why is A Few of my Favorite Things (if that's even its real name) considered a Christmas song? The Sound of Music takes place in the summer, doesn't it? Is Christmas about kittens? And when was the last time someone gave a gift wrapped in "brown paper packaging?"
December 22, 2003 - 01:08 PM
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I gave someone a present which consisted of various deli meats once. I wrapped that in brown paper packaging tied up with string.
Fair enough. Are “various deli meats” some of his/her favorite things?
Barry Manilow must die.
Also, mom has Christmas gifts wrapped with brown paper. Though not tied up with string. That just looks trashy. Sorry Steve.
“Brown paper packaging”? I thought she was saying “round hay for dagger in”! And all this time, I thought Julie Andrews was a pervert.
Daggering sounds like it would be a fun sport. and I guess you’d need to practice on something round and inanimate. Hay works. Maybe that Julie Andrews was on to something here?