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Archive for December, 2005

So Much To Say, So Little Brainpower

Wednesday, December 28th, 2005

Yes, I've been busy - but it isn't just that.

Honestly, I have so many things swirling around in my head that I WANT to get out, and post about, that I just can't seem to settle on one or stop my mind long enough to get even one down. So I'm in this sort of blogger-limbo. It does suck.

I figured the best way to kill it, was to just *write*. So here I am. Caution, it will likely be rambling and it probably won't make a lick of sense. Forgive me.

Hope everyone had a great winter-ish holiday, whichever your preferred one is. I got wonderful gifts, but that's due to the fact that I have a wonderful mother and an awesome sister who are like goddesses when it comes to gift-picking. Really, my sister, especially, should be the Patron Saint of Gift-Giving - Saint Amber.

To name a few of the awesome gifts I got - more for my own records than anything - was The Secret of NIMH DVD, Resident Evil 4 for the PS2, two great, new coffee table books, my 2006 Witch's Calendar (can't live without it), some cute Tinkerbell pajamas, and some really great clothes. Just so much cool stuff. I'm blessed.

There's more, oh there's so much more I need to say, want to say...but it's all jumbled up again. I'm no good this time of year - this lull between Xmas and New Year's.

But this is a good start, and hopefully I can force myself to post more, and get it all out - yes?

Death Surrounds Us

Friday, December 23rd, 2005

Happy friggin' holidays.

Sorry if I'm not in the holiday-spirit, but life kind of...sucks.

My grandfather's cat, Charlie, was hit by a car last night. This would be terrible, no matter what. But the problem is that this is the third cat (or, gods, has it been more?) he's lost in a little under two years - cats that he was very close to. My sister and my grandfather are in a lot of pain right now, and there's nothing I can do. And I don't feel very Christmasey.

I come into work only to find out a co-worker's 40-something year old son was killed in a car accident last night. The man had two small children of his own (8 and 13). I feel for the family, and those little girls - all of whom this time of year will is ruined for the rest of their lives. And I don't feel very Christmasey.

We're supposed to get off early at work today, and I have lots to still do - mail things, buy presents, blah blah blah. But my boss took off so I have to stay. I figured, oh well, it'll be nice and quiet - a laid back day, right? But I haven't stopped since I came in and I can't seem to get caught up. And I don't feel very Christmasey.

Bah humbug and bugger it all.

That’s Right, I Said “Holiday Tree”

Friday, December 16th, 2005

Why beat a dead horse, right?

Because sometimes you just want to hit something!

Okay, to revisit the Christmas tree stupidity for just a moment, I would like to point out that the "Christmas tree" has about as much to do with "the birth of Jesus" as Santa Claus does.

Ok?

So all you screaming that calling it a "Holiday Tree" is ruining Christmas for the Christians, blow it out your freakin' ass!

Thank you.

I Like ‘Allah Plant’

Monday, December 12th, 2005

I recently received this email in my Inbox:

To Whom It May Concern: This Is NOT a Holiday Tree

This is a Christmas tree.
It is not a Hanukkah bush,
it is not an Allah plant,
it is not a Holiday hedge.
It is a Christmas tree.

Say it... CHRISTmas , CHRISTmas , CHRISTmas

Yes. CHRISTmas - celebrating the Birth of Jesus Christ!!!
If this offends you...too bad.
Get over it ~

You know what I think? I think it's a fucking tree any way the cut goes, and - regardless of what you call it - everyone is still going to purchase them and decorate them in the same ways they always have and for the same reasons.

It doesn't matter what it's called, or who is calling it what. If you want to call it a fucking Christmas tree, call it a fucking Christmas tree.

If the store you are buying from calls it a Holiday tree and that offends you, fuck it and call it whatever you FUCKING WANT. If it offends you THAT MUCH, take some more medication and shop somewhere else.

I'm so sick of all you whiny, fucking people throwing hissy fits because some people decided to call a "Christmas tree" a "Holiday tree" - as if that means everyone in the world HAS TO USE THAT TERMINOLOGY NOW.

Call it whatever you want. No one is holding a gun to your head and forcing you to say "Holiday" instead of "Christmas", now are they? There is no new law that says you can no longer refer to them as "Christmas" trees.

It's just another thing for you bored, lazy, hypocritical, selfish morons to BITCH about. In the big scheme of things, this means absolutely nothing, but you've got to go and make it "something". You know what, get a fucking life. Even better? Take your goddamn CHRISTMAS TREES and shove 'em up your tight asses.

Happy Fucking Holidays.

Wal-Mart Hates Christmas

Sunday, December 4th, 2005

Boycott Wal-Mart for taking CHRIST out of CHRISTMAS

This is the wording on a large yard sign that was left on my doorstep last night. Apparently some well-meaning religious-righter was going around Baton Rouge giving free signs for all of the other religious-righters who might support the cause.

It was very tempting to do a little editing with my Sharpie and stick the sign in my yard with it reading Boycott the Religious Right for taking CHRIST out of CHRISTIANITY. But I didn't feel like getting my house egged or my car keyed, so I decided not to.

Personally, I think it's wonderful that stores are moving to market the "holiday" rather than "Christmas". You'd think the religious right would be happy that the cold, marketing aspect of Christmas might get cut out a bit. But no...all they can see is another attempt to take their Jesus out of the mainstream.

And he is "their Jesus", because the Jesus I know and respect didn't go around pressing this exclusionism on everyone. "It's our way or NO WAY". I never remember reading Jesus saying that; "love your neighbor", yes; "conform or be cast out", no.

And, really, when it comes down to it, Jesus Christ wasn't even born on December 25 - so what difference does it make if the stores are hip to it and choose not to mark the occasion as *only* his birthday? Makes sense to me.