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The untold history…

I have no idea who wrote this, but it was sent to me on a mailing list, and a web search failed to come up with an author. Whoever out there is responsible, good job!

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Finally…

I had expected to get them done the week before Christmas Day, but work conspired to keep me from doing anything useful that wasn’t….well, work. But today I put the final stamp on the final holiday card and they’re ready to drop in the mail.

Go me!

This seems a small thing, but it’s all part of my recovering myself. Every year, I said “We should do holiday cards.” And every year, they wouldn’t be done. I’m a poor correspondant anyway, as a rule, unless it’s via e-mail, and even then I’m prone to lapse when life gets busy. I should really follow Thoreau’s advice and “Simplify, simplify.” But I digress….

Anyway, out on my own with only myself to blame if things don’t get done, I resolved that i WAS going to get cards in the mail to all the people who are important to me, or at least all the people who are important to me that I have postal addresses for. And here’s a stack of them, ready to go in the postbox.

Every day, higher and higher.

Holiday Cards

Well, I just sent out an e-mail to a bunch of folks in my address book making sure I have the right addresses to send holiday cards. If you didn’t get that e-mail, and would like to exchange addresses, drop me an e-mail with your address information, and I’ll send you ours.

Hope everyone is having a wonderful season, whatever season one celebrates!

Weekend Update

Busy weekend, but very productive.

Friday night was our traditional viewing of Firefly. Another fantastic episode, making it hurt even more that Fox is taking it off the air. Joss Whedon is trying to sell the show to another network, with UPN being the most likely spot. I hope very much that UPN decides to pick it up.

Saturday morning, we got up bright and early and drove to the Forsyth County State Patrol Office to get kitanzi‘s drivers license transferred, since we’d never gotten around to it previously. When we showed up at 8:30, half an hour before the doors opened, there were already 35 people standing in line. Luckily, this particular location has a take-a-number-and-sit-in-the-waiting-room setup, so it wasn’t as bad as it might have been if yo had to stand in line the whole time. We managed to get done there at 11, just in time to drive all the way down to the airport for a GaFilk concom meeting. Had a nice lunch at the hotel, discussed many last minute con details, and left the hotel somewhere around 3pm.

Next up was shopping, to pick up some last minute gifts that needed to be mailed. I also bought the holiday cards so we could try and actually get them mailed this year BEFORE Christmas (last year, I mailed them on Dec. 27th). The mall was, as usual, crowded and insane, but we were able to get in, get what we needed, and get out without suffering major injuries.

Sunday was a nice lazy day, by contrast. We got all the cards addressed and stamped and I dropped them off at the post office, then we went grocery shopping. After dinner, we sat down and watched the episode of Firefly we had missed while I was having the surgery done back in November, since I had finally managed to download it off the internet and burn it to a VCD.

All in all, a productive weekend.

Gift Ideas For Sexy Anarchists


Wiccan cookbooks, chocolate handcuffs and more fine ways to perturb the
GOP overlords this holiday

Quote of the Day

“Also, a general question: Does anyone actually like that “12 Days of Christmas”” song? I mean, aside from the drunkenly bellowing “Five GOLDEN RINGS!!!” part. Every time it comes on, I cringe knowing it’s going to be on for six or seven minutes of enforced jollity. It’s like the “Stairway to Heaven” of Christmas carols, the one whose original charm has entirely rubbed off and has managed stick in the canon simply by sheer barnacle-like tenacity. Dump it, I say!”
–John Scalzi

Yes, Virginia…

“Besides, to believe in Santa Claus is to believe in magic. The belief in magic in many respects is a pernicious thing. Because of it you’ve got countless multitudes thinking that aliens abduct people, that Elvis is alive, that you can earn big money stuffing envelopes in your home, and that the TV preacher can cure you if you send him 50 bucks. A certain class of persons, of whom your columnist is one, will go through their lives attempting to extinguish these foolish hopes. No doubt in the main it is good that we do so. But even the sternest among us remembers the wonder we felt as children to think there was a force having a kindly interest in us that wasn’t bound by the rules of this drab world. Wherefore if there’s someone who’s going to say flat out that Santa Claus doesn’t exist, it’s not going to be me.”
–Cecil Adams, The Straight Dope

Seen on Usenet

Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, our best
wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible,
low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral, celebration of the
winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable
traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or
secular practices of your choice, with respect for the
religious/secular persuasions and/or traditions of others, or
their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions
at all… and a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling, and
medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally
accepted calendar year of 2004, but not without due respect for
the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions
to society have helped make America great, (not to imply that
America is necessarily greater than any other country or is the
only “America” in the western hemisphere), and without regard to
the race, creed, color, age, physical ability, religious faith,
choices of computer platform, or sexual preference of the wishee.

By accepting this greeting, you are accepting these terms. This
greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal. It is freely
transferable with no alteration to the original greeting. It
implies no promise by the wisher to actually implement any of
the wishes for her/himself or others, and is void where prohibited
by law, and is revocable at the sole discretion of the wisher.
This wish is warranted to perform as expected within the usual
application of good tidings for a period of one year, or until
the issuance of a subsequent holiday greeting, whichever comes
first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this wish or
issuance of a new wish at the sole discretion of the wisher.

Ah, Christmas

Because if the season is about anything, it’s about being traumatized by a large bearded man in a red suit

Happy Christmas everyone!

Yes that’s right, today is Christmas. So even if you don’t celebrate it, have a merry one, ok?

Speaking of Christmas, one of the lovely things about the season is the music. No, really. And yesterday, I came across this lovely dissection of various Christmas music and carols by Tris McCall. Wonderful, biting commentary, some surprisingly deep thoughts on religion and spirituality (of which more in my next post), and a good time for everyone. oreouk especially needs to see this one!

If you ever wondered how some of those Christmas classics were written, check out this cool webpage

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