It’s never too early. But I don’t wanna think about it in July and I don’t want to see it in October.
Comming soon to a town near you: WINTER!
Holidays are supposed to bring people together to celebrate an annual event: SHOPPING!
You can’t get away from it, even if you hibernate. Do Minotaurs hibernate?
No one got the 2001 reference yesterday? “Open the pod bay doors…”
Ah yes. Christmas! The second time of year when I get free money from Relatives.
Interestingly enough, I saw a documentary by Stephen McEveety about the Christmas star. The guy showed that the 25th of December was not the date of the birth of Jesus Christ, but rather, was the date when the wise men actually arrived, which was 18th months after his birth.
In order to get them on the market in time for the season, we record Christmas music in July and August. So there you are, in a recording studio, bathed in sweat, singing about snow, reindeer, and silent nights. Crass commercialism, but we can afford Hanukkah gifts.
Oh it’s too early alright. I went to Home Depot last weekend and BAM! Trees, lights, big snowmen. X-mas shouldn’t really start until mid-Nov. at the earliest. This is Halloween’s time to shine!
I love these sheep. They’re like the twisted, evil cousins of the all-too-cute serta sheep. These (guys?) are nagging nightmare sheep. Finders and exploiters of sore spots.
Maybe if Randie’d separate out the shopping from the Christmas music she’d sleep easier. Still, stores jump the gun by a long shot. Well, Walmart has neat Halloween blow ups on display and has brought out, but not inflated funny 8 foot tall inflatable pilgrim turkeys as well.
Joe… Yes, saw it, choose not to then comment. But, since you asked… HAL 9000 was a computer in a warped “futuristic” movie with the now unfortunate dated reference to not-so-futuristic 2001 by a guy named Kubrick. HAL being a play on IBM (the next letters of each in the alphabet).
Mast… So does that mean that we now have an extra 18 months to live after the world ends on 12-21-20012? Oh darn it all, wrong civilization, seems like those fallen Mayans may get the last laugh. Hmm, maybe the sheep can try out an apocalypse tact on Randall next time.
Hee hee. The sheep are naturally unkind to Randie as she suffers from insomnia when she’s got things hanging over her head.
Remember the Ernie & Bert Sesame Street skits where they count sheep? Poor Bert always got the raw end of things… I cease to be amused by all things muppet.
Yes, the whole classic manger scene is a bit off. That is why King Herod ordered the massacre of the innocents (all baby boys aged 2 and under) to get rid of THAT child.
No singing… no singing of carols before Thanksgiving.
Man oh man. I don’t even want to THINK about Christmas until it’s actually December.
Ha, saw a funny socio-politco comic in the paper today. Steve Jobs meets God…or is it the other way around? Anyway, as this strip sang “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen…”, here it is…
I don’t want to think about getting people’s Christmas presents until…well, Christmas Eve.
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