Rambling random results
I got an interesting email today. Computer's behaving so far. I think it might survive until the end of the week. *knocks on wood*
Hard to say why Helena was being such a wise-ass about the whole "Christmas Ham" issue. It's not like one person can eat the entire thing on their own, anyway. Human beings were not meant to eat that much. At least not in one sitting. Least of all on a holiday that is personified by an overweight, reindeer-obsessed man who shouts "Hohoho!" from the rooftops of unsuspecting children. I can only dream that the entire 'Twas the Night Before Christmas' fad that's catching on will somehow be turned into a tiny little haiku when it crosses over.
Japan deserves so much more than pesky western holidays invading their wonderous borders. Horrible influence on today's youth if you ask me. Not that I don't like the extra days off... but asking some of the elders to comprehend Santa Claus is like asking butchers if they understand hex code. Or asking construction workers to contemplate a haiku as they work. (Well, that might actually be beneficial to the community in the long run. Even Helena would agree with that.) Although, that holdall bag of St. Nick's has some useful properties that the technically-minded could use. Briefcases and the like.
But can you imagine the noise of fifty-six hoof clomps on your roof? Like someone could sleep through that ruckous! However, it must have some sort of redeming value if the westerners wrote such a long haiku wannabe for it. Or was that the Illiad? They're all wrapped around holidays somehow. Surely. It's like the rest of the world came down with severe heat stroke while they wrote. Staying out in the sun does hamper one's creative abilities. (Right, Helena?) Heat stroke is also bad for the complexion. Which makes one wonder what they do in Hawaii for all those foreigners who aren't used to so much sun.
But seriously, sitting on the beach surrounded by beautiful people... I don't think many would really care what sort of stroke they got as long as they were enjoying themselves. I mean, hello? They're in heaven one way or the other, right? Maybe I'll take my next vacation in Germany instead... that sounds nice. Yes, I think I'll plan on that.
[[OOC: Yes this is very very random. But there is a different message in there, I swear. ;P]]
Hard to say why Helena was being such a wise-ass about the whole "Christmas Ham" issue. It's not like one person can eat the entire thing on their own, anyway. Human beings were not meant to eat that much. At least not in one sitting. Least of all on a holiday that is personified by an overweight, reindeer-obsessed man who shouts "Hohoho!" from the rooftops of unsuspecting children. I can only dream that the entire 'Twas the Night Before Christmas' fad that's catching on will somehow be turned into a tiny little haiku when it crosses over.
Japan deserves so much more than pesky western holidays invading their wonderous borders. Horrible influence on today's youth if you ask me. Not that I don't like the extra days off... but asking some of the elders to comprehend Santa Claus is like asking butchers if they understand hex code. Or asking construction workers to contemplate a haiku as they work. (Well, that might actually be beneficial to the community in the long run. Even Helena would agree with that.) Although, that holdall bag of St. Nick's has some useful properties that the technically-minded could use. Briefcases and the like.
But can you imagine the noise of fifty-six hoof clomps on your roof? Like someone could sleep through that ruckous! However, it must have some sort of redeming value if the westerners wrote such a long haiku wannabe for it. Or was that the Illiad? They're all wrapped around holidays somehow. Surely. It's like the rest of the world came down with severe heat stroke while they wrote. Staying out in the sun does hamper one's creative abilities. (Right, Helena?) Heat stroke is also bad for the complexion. Which makes one wonder what they do in Hawaii for all those foreigners who aren't used to so much sun.
But seriously, sitting on the beach surrounded by beautiful people... I don't think many would really care what sort of stroke they got as long as they were enjoying themselves. I mean, hello? They're in heaven one way or the other, right? Maybe I'll take my next vacation in Germany instead... that sounds nice. Yes, I think I'll plan on that.
[[OOC: Yes this is very very random. But there is a different message in there, I swear. ;P]]