Friday, December 21, 2007
holly jolly
Ah, Burl Ives. Burl Ives at Christmas. Yet, Burl Ives at Christmas in New York is not the same as Burl Ives at Christmas in Seattle. Phooey.
Yup, this year's lookin' to be my least hectic holiday season in, well, ever. Easily. Staying Brooklynside, and thus far, here's how the two days are shaping up:
Dec. 24: Get up. Run. Go to a park. Hit up church. Cozy dinner w/ the few people I know who'll be here. Return home. Sink into my extravagant easy chair, cross-stitch in one hand, highball in the other, eyes misting over a Lawrence Welk Show rerun... Ha!
Dec. 25: Get up. Run. Sneak into a Brooklyn soup kitchen (to work, not to eat, I swear! most are actually overstaffed, which is pretty awesome, and why they're not eagerly snatching up more recruits). Go to another park, maybe the same one. (This year's tree's kindof neat. That's not the best picture.) Dinner w/ pals. Return home. Watch Miracle on 34th. Shake my head and chuckle over some sparked memory. Oh golly, I'll be. Pick up w/ the cross-stitch. (I got nothin' against the sport, I swear.) Nod off.
I'm not hatin', though. I'm actually looking forward to the easy tranquility. Besides, I'll be housesitting for Ojijo(sp) and the Du while they're in SEA, which means I'll be visiting the UWS daily, maybe crashing there a few nights... Surely I'll carve out an adventure or two while at it.
Random:
Sad--good place.
Glad--that track! So close to me, too.
"General scruffiness and bad behavior"--oh, kitty!
Commonplace here--but still strikes as strange.
So, so great--thanks, Mendy!
On male friendship--beauty.
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