The only good thing about winter means it is 1 day closer to spring and
also 1 day closer to summer.
Perhaps "White Christmas" is the cruelest song of all Christmas songs.
I just remember black slush and shoveling packed snow and subsequent
ice after the snow plow came through and embedded our driveway with
a frozen glob of fleecy white stuff.
My Christmas wish follows:
For all those who are looking forward to a white Christmas be rewarded
with such.
For all those who prefer a non-white warm Christmas be rewarded
with such.
And may Brenda Lee still sing the Christmas songs forever. Is she still
a 38 year old midget that I remember hearing about?
And may Andy Williams still sing Christmas songs forever (even though
he has passed on). I listened to a vinyl album he recorded back in 1967
today. Thank God for vinyls and the simple days of yesterday.
And may Ray Conniff still sing the Christmas songs forever.
And may Johnny Mathis still sing Christmas songs until he croaks
(if he hasn't croaked already).
And may Burl Ives have a Holly Jolly Christmas in his afterlife.
And may egg nog have as many calories and trans fats as yesterday.
And may Fred Waring and the Pennsylvanians still be alive and well.
And may the Johnny Mann Singers still continue to sing.
And may Percy Faith and his orchestra still play their violins
forever.
And may Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer reign as the best
novelty Christmas song of all time.
And may Alvin and the Chipmunks be beaten to death with an oboe.
And may Charlie Brown have a neato Christmas some year.
And make me have a happy ending to this e-mail.
No such luck.
Merry Christmas.
The Christmasmeister
