Listening to: “Meet Me Under the Mistletoe” – Harry and the Potters
From the Territory Ahead catalog which I was browsing while on the loo: this, I shit you not, is a real product name:
The Vaguely Athletic Pullover.
Gotta give them fellas credit for honesty.
Christmas Eve was, well, unsurprisingly rife with family drama. It’s come to the point where I openly jot down notes during major holiday gatherings. My fucked-up fam’s a comitragic treasure trove.
I took this one down the other day at the nursing home, word for word:
M: Did you want your elephant?
M: Your elephant! Did Pammy move your elephant away? Did she move it away?
M: YOUR ELEPHANT!
Happy Christmas to all, and to all a restless, restless night.