And so it is done ( Read more... )

Because in my post called " All Over the Place. . . All Over Brooklyn. . ." I posted some pics of my old neighborhood, but none were exactly of the places I was talking about, and because I had no plans for Christmas Day itself, and thought a little George Bailey trip down memory lane might be a fun way to spend the day, this afternoon I headed out ( Read more... )

As people may know, I am not big on the holidays. I know as recently as 2002 I wrote something like "I love this time of year" or something like that, but somewhere in the last five years I stopped sensing whatever "spirit" it was that I allowed myself to imagine in the air. Now all it represents to me is crass commercialism, crowds, the pressure ( Read more... )

I feel so out of it today, and part of that has to do with the suddenness of Friday's arrival. Days are flying by now, and I quickly trade one set of anxieties for another as deadlines pass, and I feel that nearly post-coital relief of handing in something I slaved over. Taking a deep breath, craving a cigarette, I gear up for the next one. This ( Read more... )

I am really starting to think that my ideal Christmas would not require me to give or get any gifts, nor make any appearances anywhere or spend the day with my family.

It has long been more of a burden than a joy for me.

I hope you are all enjoying your federally recognized Christian Consumer holiday, suckas!!!