The holidays is tough, son
It's been a minute. True.
Sorry about that.
But it's kinda difficult to focus long enough on cultivating evocative blog fodder when you spend the better part of a week suddenly aware that Christmas is upon you, then have to elbow your way through Christmas Eve mall mayhem and then spend about four days being inebriated with pretty much every social circle you haven't seen in two years.
The holidays is tough, son.
So I figured I'd do my best right here just to catch you up on a little of what's gone on since whence we last spoke.
Christmas happened.
And I got pretty much everything you guys know I was askin' for. I'm loaded up on TV on DVD box sets--Lost, 30 Rock, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia, Planet Earth--and nearly my body weight in underwear (thanks, mom). I also managed to give a couple acceptable presents to others, which makes me feel good and all. But not as good as I'll feel watching Lost in my new underwear, eating jelly beans out of a toy jeep (thanks again, mom). Is this heaven? No. It's my apartment.
I had a pretty psychically reassuring trip back to my hometown bar.
I'm not saying I'm super-successful or anything like that, but it's always nice to go back home and realizing that the most popular guys I graduated with are all either hawking some sort of insurance and/or are assistant managers at their dad's used car lots. And most of them resemble some form of this. Plus, a girl bought a drink for my friend, and I've never seen that happen before. Not just to him--but to any guy at all. And it was fascinating.
It's down to me and Team Exitonefiftytwo, and it's pretty close. Both my kicker and defense netted me negative points this week, but my QB Drew Brees threw for something like 532 yards and 38 touchdowns today. I'm feeling good. I'm feeling Pete Wentz at a hoodie convention good. Speaking of which, I'm thinking that maybe the next time we do this league, I'm gonna see if I can't get a few musicians to participate. I'd really like to edge Gerard Way (or, more realistically: Someone from Boys Like Girls) out of a playoff berth.
I learned that I'm never going shopping the day after Christmas ever, ever again.
I kind of had an ominous feeling about it from the get-go, but I saw more hostility and aggression over parking spots than one human should have to witness. In fact, I might never leave the house the day after Christmas ever, ever again. All that goodwill toward man seems to vanish at around 4:32 a.m. Dec. 26.
Sadly, I did not receive Jenna Fischer in my stocking.
I guess the thing is, it might have made for a great holiday on my part, but Jenna's experience would've been much more traumatic. Kidnapping rarely pans out the way you intend it to. And I want my Christmases with Jenna to be magical, and not so much the anniversary of when I committed the felony that brought us together.
So how bout you guys?
How did the holidays treat you?
Get everything you wanted?
(If you got Jenna Fischer, please don't tell me.)
posted by Tim Karan at
2:08 PM
4 Comments:
My Christmas was good overall. I got lots of undies as well. I got some luggage so I don't look like a hobo when I carry whatever I'm bringing home between the two bus stations in Toronto. And the day after Christmas (or Boxing Day as they call it here in Canada), I went shopping too. It seems our lives are not that unlike (except for the fact you get paid to post stuff on the interwebs).
Christmas was great! I too received underwears, but I also received an Xbox 360. When I was out shopping on Boxing day (which we celebrated in Chicago) I saw fight between frustrated customers in a Target. It ended with the tall guy throwing his Pizza Hut mini pizza in the short guys face and then punching him when he was trying to wipe it off.
Crazy shoppers is crazy.
Well I didn't get undies or go shopping the day after Christmas... I did however get 20 Questions Harry Potter, which I am greatly considering as one of my favorite gifts ever besides my Barbie dream house years and years ago, and I did go to Best Buy the day after the day after Christmas.
They had a shitty selection and were hella unorganized, but I managed to finally get the Gaslight Anthem, Butch Walker and 30H!3 CDs. I was very bummed on them not having Cinematic Sunrise or the Diamond Edition of FF5's first CD. I guess that is what Amazon is for then, eh?
Let's see. I got four Nintendo DS games from my mom (Final Fantasy III, Final Fantasy IV, Dragon Quest IV and Chrono Trigger). I got money from my grandmother and my mother-in-law, which is in the process of being translated into Guitar Hero: World Tour, Madden NFL '09, and Secret of Mana for the Wii, as well as Final Fantasy Chrystal Chronicles for the DS. My wife gave me Wii boxers as well as a classic version of the board game Risk. And my sister-in-law gave me a Domo. I have no idea what a Domo is, but I have one sitting on my desk now. Well, at least it's better than the Chia Shrek head that she gave me a few years ago.
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