boxing day linkspam / best xmas ever
Dec. 26th, 2010 11:58 amBeaker, the Swedish Chef, and Animal singing "Carol of the Bells". (For traditionalists, John Denver and Rowlf with "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas".)
David Mamet: Chinese Restaurateurs Thank Jews of America: "We do not completely understand your dietary customs..."
The Greatest Letter Ever Printed On NFL Team Letterhead. I can't argue.
Goodnight Room: "The Old Lady is a hologram stuck on endless loop since the program froze. That is why she can only say, 'Hush, hush.' The clack of her knitting needles always plays the same short rhythm."
Digby's eggnog sugar cookies, mostly for my own reference. I thought about making theses yesterday or the day before, but there were plenty of cookies around so it's just as well I didn't. Maybe next weekend.
The Fear of Self: "What the soldier describes--accurate or not--is familiar.... A man of that particular stamp fears his own gaze."
Woke up around eightish yesterday to make gingerbread pancakes for breakfast, which were delicious. Snow started falling about the time I went to wake![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
uilos, so we got to eat Xmas breakfast with big fat flurryflakes out the window. As it should be. Then we spent half an hour or so sitting under the tree, opening presents and generally being cute. There was something unutterably right about not having a ton of people around in the morning. And having a dozen or so over later for Xmas dinner and gaming was pretty much right as well, I think.
Best Xmas ever. My parents really did get me the best present of all.
David Mamet: Chinese Restaurateurs Thank Jews of America: "We do not completely understand your dietary customs..."
The Greatest Letter Ever Printed On NFL Team Letterhead. I can't argue.
Goodnight Room: "The Old Lady is a hologram stuck on endless loop since the program froze. That is why she can only say, 'Hush, hush.' The clack of her knitting needles always plays the same short rhythm."
Digby's eggnog sugar cookies, mostly for my own reference. I thought about making theses yesterday or the day before, but there were plenty of cookies around so it's just as well I didn't. Maybe next weekend.
The Fear of Self: "What the soldier describes--accurate or not--is familiar.... A man of that particular stamp fears his own gaze."
Woke up around eightish yesterday to make gingerbread pancakes for breakfast, which were delicious. Snow started falling about the time I went to wake
uilos, so we got to eat Xmas breakfast with big fat flurryflakes out the window. As it should be. Then we spent half an hour or so sitting under the tree, opening presents and generally being cute. There was something unutterably right about not having a ton of people around in the morning. And having a dozen or so over later for Xmas dinner and gaming was pretty much right as well, I think.Best Xmas ever. My parents really did get me the best present of all.