1. If your spouse makes you buy BOTH of Neil Diamond’s Christmas albums so the family can play them on the iPod, then showing her this as a countermeasure is both funny and highly efficacious in decreasing the ambient amount of Neil Diamond. (If Rick Rubin’s not involved, Neil Diamond shouldn’t be gunking up my iPod.)
2. I have officially become my father. I have distinctive memories from childhood exclaiming with my brother over various gifts as we opened them, and my father peering over, apparently slightly confused, and saying “oh, right . . . ” as he remembered whatever it was made us so happy. In my 20s and early 30s, I came to think that this was a sort of performance, but this year, as the Little Man happily opened presents that I had almost no memory of buying, I found myself peering over, apparently slightly confused, and saying “oh, right . . . ” So, Merry Christmas, Dad!
3. If, on Christmas, your kid decides that “Jeebus” is a good nickname for your wife . . . who in the family, exactly, is doomed to Hell?
Alex | 25-Dec-07 at 9:17 pm | Permalink
The Little man gets cooler and cooler.
A Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Mama Anarchia | 25-Dec-07 at 9:32 pm | Permalink
Fix your link please - you double http’d.
Oh, and Happy Zombie Jesus’ Birthday… Day.
Update: Fixed! Thanks. –JBJ
Tom | 26-Dec-07 at 5:17 am | Permalink
I liked John Goodman as the bass player.
Here is the corrected link.
David LaPierre | 26-Dec-07 at 8:13 am | Permalink
You bet your BALLS it’s Neil Diamond! I just got through hanging my manager over the balcony. He’ll be o.k….
Can’t get enough…
David LaPierre | 26-Dec-07 at 8:16 am | Permalink
Regarding #3: I’m currently studying a lot of Increase Mather and learning of the “bleffings of Jefus.”