Good morning, Vomiteers! Wow, there’s one we haven’t busted out in a while.
Sorry it’s been a little quiet around here…again. I feel like I just finished apologizing for that same thing a few weeks back, probably because I did.
But yeah, sure has been quiet around here lately, hasn’t it? Between entering the Christmas shopping season and the Steve’s birthday season which are immediately followed up by the marathon of Christmas parties season, the recovery from the marathon of Christmas parties season and the goddammit it’s New Years and I wanna watch hockey season, quietness is likely to be a thing more than it isn’t the next little while. You’re all doing stuff anyway, so you may not even notice or care that much.
But things have been even quieter than usual because we’ve just entered the second week of Steve doesn’t have a computer that works so he’s using his iPhone and Carin’s computer when it’s available season, which overlapped somewhat with spend a few hundred bucks on parts and labour to get the old bastard running just long enough to quickly get the files off of it but end up with hardeware trouble that’s too pricey to be worth fixing season and is right before get a new one and get used to it when the new year begins season. Good times all around. The old one was reaching the end of its days anyway, but I was hoping it would be able to go out on its own terms. I suppose it did if it’s own terms were die alone late on a Sunday, but you’d think a machine that smart would pick better terms than that. At least the drives are fine, so I won’t be losing all my data. Or maybe I should just shut up.
And now, here are a few Christmas words from our old friend Gill.
Often times, and many that I know consider this to be rather on the dangerous side,
I have taken to thinking of oddball things. The holidays definitely do not escape
the Ms. Gillie Thinks Of That path.
Have you ever watched The Grinch and thought to yourself as many times I have that
the grinch has a rather large rear end? Or that fruitcake looks like something used
to keep doors from shutting?
Have you ever voiced these thoughts or others, but either gotten the head shake or
the questioning of your sanity? I have asked about fruitcake and grinch rear, and
no one has been able to answer me.
My theories are that when they drew the cartoon in the middle 1960’s they probably
weren’t thinking that people would really ask. As for fruitcake, I can’t say for
certain why on God’s green Earth my dad finds it delicious, or why I would more
likely use it to stop my door.
What are your comedic holiday observations?
Ms. Gillie Out