quote:
Everybody believes in something and everybody, by virtue of the fact that they believe in something, use that something to support their own existence.
- Frank Zappa
the holidays are upon us yet again like a possessed reindeer whose had too much egg nog. we have no choice - this is what they are - a rabid commercialism, fake snow, bells ringing, people freezing, lights twinklings, cash registers chi-chinging, schools closing, children yelling, children screaming!, songs being played non-stop for 2.5 months.
the holidays are certainly an experience. I feel like they should be announced officially at some point by the guy who does line-ups at basketball games and draws word out like bubble gum to make them sound dramatic. WELLLLLCCCCOOOMMMMMEEEEE TOOOOO the HOOLLLLLLLLIIIIDDAAAAYYYYYSSS!
that said, i had a great welcome to the holidays this weekend. i wandered about my little ukrainian village covered in snow like a child in a blanket, looking for a place to get my hair chopped. the first place only spoke spanish, and i pantomimed hair cut and they pantomimed, or rather, said, "no." I think they were busy.
Next place I bumped into was also markedly Hispanic, Puerto Rican, to be exact, and was blasting Spanish crooners at 11 AM. Upon sitting down to wait to sit down again, I realized why. 1. This was Franco's haircuttery. 1a. Franco is a fat, bald, homosexual, Puerto Rican man. 2. Franco made egg nog that morning and it was really good and everyone got as much as they wanted. I read Kurt Vonnegut, drank the best egg nog I've ever had, listened to Spanish crooners mixed with some original belting of Franco, and smiled.
Welcome to the holidays.
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