A Simple Christmas

2009.12.25

This is our first Christmas with a child cognizant of Santa Claus and his merry role (Elena is 3). We got a great batch of toys (over the top even, thanks to Emily and grandparents), set them up for the morning, woke the children up at 7am, and cheered them on as they tore into a haystack of wrapping paper.

After a nice breakfast with my parents, Anna and I proceeded to do nothing at all. The kids ran around with their new toys, and we simply did next to nothing. I’m continuing to do nothing. And it’s wonderful. It’s like all my childless friends like now – a blissfully free schedule with few commitments.

And this is what Christmas apparently means for parents. Two hours of kiddy madness followed by a wonderful day of nothing.

And NOW, you can hang Christmas decorations

2009.11.27

Why are we in such a damned rush to get the decorations hung about our homes and yards?

The homes around us started right after Halloween. Following quick math, that’s two months of potential Christmas cheer. Two months of inflated Santa Clauses, the before and after nativity scenes, reindeer parts and other Chinese-crafted, LED illuminated, plastic holiday cheer.

I know, Christmas is awesome. I’m sure Chanukah and the other end of year festivals are great too, but in America, it’s mostly Christmas. I’m will not dignify the crap that follows this topic. The folks that spaz out over the greeting “Merry Christmas” need to ease up a few notches, and the folks that spaz out over “Happy Holidays” need a percocet and a copy of the Bill of Rights.

So under the premise that Christmas is awesome, I understand why people would be anxious to celebrate it. I like my Birthday (or at least used to before I turned 30), but I don’t go prodding for Birthday wishes a month before it comes up. Why don’t you see this sort of hysteria over any other holidays?

Frankly for me, Christmas is egg nog, a (realistic) pine tree and Nat King Cole. A glowing altar on my home’s exterior never really attached itself to my fondness of the season. It almost feels like a competition in suburbia – who can really show it up for Christ’s birthday. Maybe it’s part American competitiveness, part kissing up to the king of kings. Not sure. Either way, it’s quite gaudy and in my mind, is close to warranting federal regulation (clearly since that did a great deal of good on Wall Street).

All I’m saying is, let me enjoy Thanksgiving for what it’s worth without stepping outside and momentary loss of bearing. Give the leaves a chance to fall before you start stringing up the garland and fire-hazard lights, mm-kay?

See ya, 06!

2006.12.26

Yeah, it’s another year gone. Sure, you can say that doesn’t happen until New Year’s Day, but once you start seeing the after-Christmas sales, you know the year is pretty much shot. All the “Year in Review” cable and network shows have already aired, desk calendars are already being swapped,… you can call it quits for 2006.

And so, once again, it’s time to look back on our mistakes and move forward with their painful lessons still fresh in our minds. What lessons did 2006 offer? Well, here’s three things I think are worth noting.

1. Today, it only takes $1,400 and an iMac to make the next computer-animated children’s movie.

Ant Bully, Cars, Over the Hedge, Ice Age 2, Madagascar, Barnyard, Happy Feet, Monster House, Open Season Open Season!!! And, the list goes on.

This year, an Army of, well, “turd” animation films were released, continuing audience’s growing apathy toward what used to be a fascinating movie medium. The days of Toy Story and taking years of production work to craft an animated film are long over.

These days, all you need to make an animated flick is one weekend in a sound studio with a half-dozen worn-out actors, a screenplay that can fit on the back of a Denny’s lunch menu and about 3 art college graduates to make the next kids film bomb.

And getting back to Open Season for a moment, the thing that kills me about the movie is the casting. Somewhere in Hollywood (or nowadays, perhaps Calgary), someone thought, “Hey, you know, I just don’t see enough of Martin Lawrence or Ashton Kutcher. Why don’t we cast them both in a film targeting kids?!”

Even though I pose the question rhetorically, I’ll answer it anyway. Because Martin Lawrence is the same vulgar idiot who couldn’t make it through an entire Saturday Night Live monlogue without dropping 30 F-bombs over a rant about venereal diseases, and Ashton Kutcher’s likeability and screen appeal are shorter than the half-life of a fart. (Post-edit: OK, little too harsh on Mr. Kutcher. Seems like a decent chap.)

2. America can tolerate a war for three years before it has to understand what the war is about.

I never paid attention to a mid-term election before, and to be honest, I didn’t even know what the hell one was. But, according to the razzle-dazzle meisters at the news networks, this “war” caused Republicans to lose Congress to the Democrats.

If you’re not Capitol Hill savvy and don’t know what this fully means, it’s kind of like on Who’s Line Is It Anyway when Wayne Brady gets a million points for one of his impromptu songs, and you’re thinking, “boy, I hope Colin Mochrie can catch up.” The points don’t matter, and effectively, neither does Congress. Drew Carey is just gonna pick a winner at random in the end anyhow – it’s in the Constitution.

What’s important is that, finally, people (not just half the nation, but almost everyone outside of Texas) are asking a question that you’d think would be three years late: “So what’s this whole war about now, and when do we win?” To find out, a crack team of Washington insiders formed the Iraqi study group (a self-titled crew of folks commissioned LONG after the need for an “Iraqi Study Group”) to present a huge ist of “I told you so’s” to the White House. This is what we’re good at – watching a disaster occur, and then asking “who dropped the ball?”

They’re startling conclusions? We’re in a mess. Their report was tantamount to a weatherman telling you that the wet stuff outside is rain, and that it’s falling from the sky. Great – we’re all worked up, and we have no one to blame our mess on. Apparently Republicans were a good scapegoat this year, and no doubt the brilliant logic of partisan politics will prevail in 2008 as well.

So now that we’ve found out how long it takes before America wants to understand it’s own war, the next question is how long it takes for America to extricate itself from the cluster-funk and somehow chalk up the mess as a “draw” on America’s war scorebard.

3. This online crap has gone TOO damn far…

I was browsing YouTube.com the other day. You know YouTube – it’s the web site built on video clips that capture the essence of American stupidity. Cats lighting farts, red necks on trampolines, sorority girls puking into kiddie pools,… you get the idea. The site showcases the most inane material bored teenagers can come up with and film.

What you don’t fully grasp until to browse the site is how inane the material is. Seriously. I recommend visiting the site for it’s educational value alone; you will lose some faith in humanity after a 10 minute visit.

Here’s the part that really gets me doubting our survival as a species: there are people who film themselves commenting on other people’s videos of inane crap. In other words, people have gone to the extent of taping themselves making passing comments on the films that other people have taped. And the worst part is, they’re not saying anything at all! “Yeah, it was good”, or “uh, I liked it” are easily captured in written prose – there is no need to bust out the camcorder to tell some shmuck in Idaho, “yeah, I kinda liked you film.”

Harsh reality

Has anyone ever recommended World of Warcraft or Everquest to you? They’re both examples of a new-age cult for fanboys who feel hobbies should require a $200 video card and a monthly subscription. Millions of people every moment of the day are playing these “MMORPG” games, satisfying their social interaction needs by trading magical swords for light-damage +1 hammers and mystical +3 armors, and even making long distance relationship connections – because nothing can highlights a person’s character better than the way their level 14 Mage wields a flaming fireball of Mazaloos.

The concept of putting hundreds of hours a month into a fantasy online world boggles my mind. However, at least you can say there’s a game to it. In Second Life, there is no game. It’s a game where the developers said to themselves, “let’s cut to the core of it: people just plainly do not like reality.” And so, they built a free online world where you basically… live. There isn’t a goal. There are no goblins, no mages, no fireballs of Mazaloos,… just you and a world of other online people.

It's a big hit in WalesThis takes pathetic to the next level. Second Life has a fully blown economy. You can buy goods, services and even real estate using your actual Visa or Master Card. Why would you buy goods, services and real estate in Second Life using actual money? Typically, because you have too much money to begin with, and it’s a way to reward the games developers for giving you an avatar with a slim build and clear skin.

There’s no way to tie these all together…

…except to say that in that ultimately, we have a tendency to ruin things over time.

Other than these observations, hope your 2006 rocked like mine did. Remember, your resolutions for the year are just around the corner. A word of advice: go with the monthly gym membership. You’re only kidding yourself if you don’t.

'Tis the season to go spending!

2005.12.20

XMas 2k5 in the hizzy!!!Oh yes, it’s yet another year come and gone. You could tell it was coming back around Halloween-time when Christmas decorations were taking the place of what should have been batman costumes in Walmarts across America. Yes, the cynic in me (which has been a bit overbearing as of late) can see department stores have got us consumers nice and primed this season for a shopping frenzy! Oh, that well is `a primed and ready!

So primed in fact that Santa Claus was named the #1 richest fictional characters by Forbes Magazine. His net worth – “infinite”. Sure, Forbes gives a quaint little bio for the jolly patron saint of seasonal sales, but his infinite worth’s probably… on the money. (Oooh, a haphazard pun!!)

Ahem.

Still, you figure he man (allegedly fictional by Forbes’ account) literally obliges Christian parents to splurge on their kids. Now that’s marketing power! That’s a million times better than any lucky leprechaun or goofy giraffes the ad execs can come up with! People actually buy PSP’s and tickle-me-Elmo’s based on the idea of this one man’s service.

I know somewhere, Sam Walton thanks you kind sir. And while your at it, he’s interested in a few of your labor tips. Are those elves on State healthcare?

The Best of 2005?

At the top of the Christmas list for Americans – that is, all of us who celebrate it (I’ll hit that later) – is obviously XBox 360.

Totally un-photoshopped proof of the X360 marvelGoing with my general theme of staying uninformed for my own protection, I’m purely speculating when I say that the new Xbox is able to travel through time! That’s right, Bill Gates has personally mastered Time Travel and priced it for you at $399 a pop. The new system will also be able to store up to 10 MP3′s, and function as a blood dialysis machine for lucky liver patient gamers everywhere!

Again, another reason why Microsoft is richer than… say,… me.

Aside from the crooked flag’s contribution to the 2K5 Xmastacular, I don’t know of anything else that’s really making little boys and girls pee their pants in anticipation. Tickle-me-Elmo’s and Cabbage Patch Dolls don’t seem to happen every season. There’s a few honorable mentions like the video iPod, an MP3 player that plays video. So, the next time you’re rear-ended by a distracted midtown driver, there will be one more possible factor in the accident. You or he could have been watching Turner and Hootch while listening to 4 Non Blondes.

Still, with lackluster performance from tech giants, the holiday spirit is still very alive this season. That’s right, Shopper Trampling `05 has been another successful season. Yes, Pat VanLester of Orange City, Florida (who’d have guessed Florida could make news?) was trampled reaching for a $29 DVD player. Her sister was quoted saying “All they cared about was a stupid DVD player.” Obviously, that’s not what waiting out in the cold for two hours on Black Friday morning is all about. For shame!

To me, people getting trampled on Black Friday to like people getting trampled during Spain’s running of the bulls. The only difference is bulls don’t have credit.

Getting serious for a second…

During this time of war, may we pray for peace and a forthcoming end to the War on Christmas, as well as the War on the War on Christmas. My Christian brethren, I stand by you in this fight of oppression. We may be small – only 75% of America – but if we press this issue now, we may one day have an openly Christian president. Maybe even 43 in a row, as Job Stewart once noted.

To my offended non-Christian brethren, you’re getting the day off of work anyway. So, Merry Christmas, and have a Happy not-yet-controversial-New Year!

Totally un-photoshopped proof of the X360 marvel

To those stuck in Secret Santas, or somehow know they’re receiving a present from someone and are tacitly obliged to return a similar cheap gift, may I suggest give cash instead of gift cards. Cash says, “skies the limit – that is, as long as the sky costs $10.” But a gift certificate says, “hey, I know nothing about your taste in restaurants or shopping, but this place was on my way home last weekend.”

If you’re stuck actually buying something, may I suggest a little book that suits all types of people. $11.99, Barnes & Noble, surefire hit. Hey, you’re welcome.

So this is Christmas?

2003.12.05

Fillin' up the bag!

You know, there was a time when children played for hours with wooden sticks that were grooved to make them stackable. In their time, people called them “Lincoln Logs“. I know, it’s crazy. There was no high-bit resolution graphics engines or complex, compartmentalized design for easy breaking. It was a simple idea, and it took creativity to play with.

OK, already off to a cynical start. But honestly, can you imagine how things have changed over the past 40 years? Before, it was erector sets and punching bags… maybe a BB gun here or there. Now it’s XBox, computer games, and $50.00 electronic toys that get about four hours of use. What the hell is wrong with these kids?

And shopping for gifts. Did you hear about the Florida woman trampled by shoppers? Trampled. Not in the Serengeti, but a Wal-Mart. Over a DVD player. I enjoy my role as a consumer like the next person, but is a $29 DVD player all it takes for inciting a mindless mob these days? You figure this started with Cabbage Patch Dolls in `86, which was followed by the whole Tickle-Me-Elmo craze in `96, then Power Rangers and so on. It’s nuts how much control retailers exert over us.

I always seem to lean toward preserving old values, and this is no exception. Take a moment to remember old times, when all it took to entertain children were some clothes pins and a bread pan.

OK, I can’t remember those times either, but somehow, things couldn’t have always been like this. Well, we’re living in the here and now. So, you better give little Johnny and Suzie what they want, or else their Therapists will blame you later.

Holidays keep on comin'

2003.12.01

Mmmmm.... sugar....

Holidays are coming way too quickly. It’s like every year we have more holidays.

I definitely think that this is a sign of aging. The quicker the holidays arrive, the older you’re getting. It’s not like the body naturally moves into a “Scrooge-like” state, but that it’s hard to compete with the anxiety we had for Christmas when we were younger.

Oops? Did I say Christmas? Yes. I’m speaking of Christian-based traditions from our predominantly Christian society. You know, not to get all in a tizzy, but what the hell happened to the American Christmas anyway? I know we all celebrate diversity and respect other cultures and religions, but since when was it a crime to welcome the Christmas season? It’s not a propaganda move from the church, it’s just what we’ve come to recognize. Bing Crosby didn’t sing about “dreaming of a white Winter Solstice“, and there’s no song about a “holly jolly Star Season“. When someone wishes you a Merry Christmas, they’re not asking you to praise Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, they’re saying to enjoy the family egg nog, or have fun in the snow this year. It’s a gesture of goodwill. Just be thankful and polite.

Really, I’m all for respecting people’s varying traditions and cultures, but Christmas isn’t breaking new grounds by having it’s roots in religious beliefs. You don’t find people hesitating to hang Happy Halloween signs, or St. Patrick’s Day signs.

Anyhow, I was really only going to say how excited I am about eating cookies once again, a tradition I feel embodies the holidays. Sure, you can eat cookies anytime of year, but Holiday cookies almost invite themselves to you. They’ve filled the void left by growing too old for toys under the tree.

Wherever you get them, whoever makes them, however you can, enjoy some cookies this season. Sure, they’ll be going straight to your ass, but the feeling is something that goes to the heart.