So here's something that just popped into my head. (Thank you Katiefucious. I credit her with this bit of thinking today.) I have managed to avoid the Christmas humdrum and feeling like an unemployed Grinch. Watched something on the science channel while in the kitchen making pop tarts... and they said that an estimate of the number of families in the world, and giving Santa 48 hrs to complete his task (because he’s smart and goes against the rotation of the earth er. . .I think. . .) It left Santa something like 1/5000th of a second to stay at each house, and he would be traveling ridiculously fast, like Mach 650. Then some scientist got on and started talking about singularity bubbles around Santa. EH?! So I wrote some sort of poem…. Have fun! And HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Or some canned response to whatever heck you celebrate.
Happy masks
Carved upon the holiday faces
How did Santa get from here to there?
Weren’t we just at that other mall?
Is he a magical man?
Is he related to Superman?
SUPERMAN!
Urine soaked diapers and snot nosed screamers
Kryptonite for even the most stout of schleps in a red fat suit
Prezzies under the yuletide bush
Dysfunctional Xmas pasts soon forgotten
Poor grandma and that silly reindeer
Just like gifts of ugly jumpers and knickers
There’s no place like home
Tammolly ~ Waiting the spiff times of employment to kick in damnit.
(NO IDEA WHY BLOGGER INSISTS ON DOUBLE SPACING MY SIGNATURE)
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin...
2 comments:
Heh, K sent me a chain email where you add your christmas season frustration on to the end and keep passing it on, until there are 500 or so you are supposed to send it back to someplace like stressed out . com. Kinda amusing, a way to vent in your group of aquantences.
I'd add "double spaced signatures REALLY anoy me around christmas time"
And apparently, updating my blog fixed the double spacing too! :) YAY!
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