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The annual Christmas Family get together (which was held the Saturday after Christmas this year) was fun and cheerful. It was not boring because everyone was too busy watching television or was too nervous to bring up a topic lest someone get offended. It was not explosive because someone said what they really felt and then someone else responded with how they really felt, only in a louder voice. It was almost like a Hallmark Card commercial, except all the adults were a lot less attractive and the food was h'ordevres and a sandwich tray instead of a Norman Rockwellian feast.
This has thrown me off of my bearings. What other things that I held to be true in the universe are going to prove to be unreliable? Will the sun start rising in the west instead of the east? Will spring no longer follow winter? Will rush hour traffic disappear? Will radio stations stop playing the same old 40 songs over and over again in rotation? There's no telling. Christmas at my father's was pleasant and fun this year, so anything is possible. Be afraid, be very afraid.
( In Other News, Beelzebub Befriends Jack Frost )
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The annual Christmas Family get together (which was held the Saturday after Christmas this year) was fun and cheerful. It was not boring because everyone was too busy watching television or was too nervous to bring up a topic lest someone get offended. It was not explosive because someone said what they really felt and then someone else responded with how they really felt, only in a louder voice. It was almost like a Hallmark Card commercial, except all the adults were a lot less attractive and the food was h'ordevres and a sandwich tray instead of a Norman Rockwellian feast.
This has thrown me off of my bearings. What other things that I held to be true in the universe are going to prove to be unreliable? Will the sun start rising in the west instead of the east? Will spring no longer follow winter? Will rush hour traffic disappear? Will radio stations stop playing the same old 40 songs over and over again in rotation? There's no telling. Christmas at my father's was pleasant and fun this year, so anything is possible. Be afraid, be very afraid.
( In Other News, Beelzebub Befriends Jack Frost )
