Thursday, December 20, 2007

A Christmas Story

A Christmas Story

'Twas the night before Christmas--Old Santa was pissed.
He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.
Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks.
I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!

I've busted my ass for damn near a year,
Instead of 'Thanks Santa'--what do I hear?
The old lady bitches cause I work late at night.
The elves want more money--The reindeer all fight.

Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids.
Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.
And just when I thought that things would get better
Those assholes from the IRS sent me a letter,
They say I owe taxes--if that ain't damn funny
Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?

And the kids these days--they all are the pits
They want the impossible--Those mean little shits
I spent a whole year making wagons and sleds
Assembling dolls...Their arms, legs and heads
I made a ton of yo yo's--No request for them,
They want computers and robots...they think - I'm IBM!

Flying through the air...dodging the trees
Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees
I'm quitting this job there's just no enjoyment
I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment.

There's no Christmas this year now you know the reason,
I found me a blonde. I'm going SOUTH for the season

Nope, I'm not the author. Got it in my mailbox today

Sunday, December 16, 2007


Jackalicious brought up Krampus. What is Krampus? It sure isn't what some females experience every month.

Krampus as explained in Wikipedia is not as good as the one I found courtesy of

"Once upon a time, Santa punished bad children as well as rewarded the good -- using his famous 'naughty or nice' list. But in recent years Mr. Claus, the American visionary who grew his local Manhattan service into a vast global franchise, seems to have forgotten his punishment duties.

In parts of Europe, where goodly Saint Nicolas bring the winter gifts, punishment continues to be of the fun -- in the form or a dark assistant, a mysterious figure known b many names: Knecht Ruprecht, Perchten, Pelznickel, Black Peter, Klaubauf, and Krampus.

(Unthinkable as it may be, Santa and the Devil descended from the same horned deity who roamed the forests of prehistoric Europe -- only later to be deemed evil and called Old Nick, Satan and Krampus.)

In Austria and the EU, Krampusnacht, Night of Krampus, is observed on the eve of St. Nicholas' Day (December 6). A cross of Halloween and Xmas, revelers honor Krampus by mumming (frightening innocents with masks and garb of devils and witches), carousing, fire-dancing and other recreations. Krampusnacht is part of the Saturnalian Revival rapidly gaining celebration in America and around the world.

Krampus devotees find inspiration in early 20th century holiday cards from Austria and nearly countries which range from comical to truly terrifying. See the cards!"

This brings to mind Tim Burton's Nightmare Before Christmas. Jack Skellington, anyone?. I did find another website about another movie?

If you want to read more about Krampus, Clay Risen has written a pretty good article (published 12/4/2002).

Lots of interesting stuff out there. Just Google "Krampus" and have run reading and looking at pics.

You do know that Santa misspelled can become Satan .

Friday, December 14, 2007

Subway Pole Dancing

I got this in my email this morning. As soon as I saw the words "Pole Dancing", I thought of PM

Just another thing you might find in the city that never sleeps, New York City. Now these ladies would not have been able to this during rush hour as it's like a sardine can. Yes, the subway cars are like a jungle gym

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Eric Grohe

I pointed you to the art of Scott Wade and Julian Beever.

I'm presenting you the art of Eric Grohe.

Pointy likes forwarding all the fun and sometimes not so fun emails to her siblings. One of the emails contain Eric's work. It had before and after pictures and just the name Eric. What!!!! No last name.

Thank goodness the search engine could handle three words "Eric murals 3d". Eric Grohe's website was the first entry. Check out his "Projects" and get blown away.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Some Videos

Videos that I've been sent...

Ballet - Still Beautiful Even with Handicaps

DUI - Gotcha

Hard Day

Best to Live With What You Got

Coffee Cup Holder

Coffee Cup Holder

Women in Film

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

F Bomb

Oh, my sensitive ears. I can handle hearing "shit" now and then and even one or two F this and that. However, when f*** is said every two or three words, that is just over the top. And in an office environment I've been working for nearly 30 years (oh wow! -- ok, take away 2 or 3 years) and have never come across this much language abuse.

Am I from the old school? I remember the early years when I first joined the workforce my co-workers could only get a "darn" or "drat" out of me. The bad language from my co-workers did not come out until after 5pm. I don't think I started using "damn" and "shit" until 10 years later. The F didn't come out until 5 years later after that. If it does come out now, it's a soft one and usually to myself or to Pointy.

I get the pleasure of sitting next to this guy and that is the way he talks. Every second to third word is f***. Thank goodness he is not in all the time. When people stop in his cube, they start talking like him -- f this and f that. When he's not around, they do not talk like that all. Professionalism goes downhill when he's around. If he was young, I would excuse it, but he's not. He's about my age. We are in open cubicles and everyone can hear your conversation if you talk in a normal tone. I share my cube with a co-worker. When the guy is in and starts on his F conversation, I look at my co-worker and we both shake our head.

This kind of language is totally unprofessional. I would understand if you were upset and that's just the way you express yourself. Definitely, not day-to-day business conversation. You cannot be cursing when you don't know when management will appear or when clients are around. It's a very good way to loose clients and not get promoted. But then again, the foul mouth person might get promoted while you act professionally.

I grin and bear it when "shit" and f*** becomes prevalent in today's informal discussions. When did this become the norm? Is it really necessary? Are we too lazy to find different words to express ourselves?

Monday, December 3, 2007

Jon & Kate Plus 8

I was surfing the channels looking for something to watch or act as background noise around 7pm last night. Jon & Kate Plus 8 on TLC (The Learning Channel) caught my eye. It must have been marathon night for this show as there was a new one (at least to me) every half hour. Forget about surfing the internet or reading a book, I was hooked. I watched them all until bed time which was the time they started to repeat the episodes.

This is about a family with a set of twins and a set of sextuplets. The twins, girls, are 6 years old. The sextuplets, 3 boys and 3 girls, are 3 years old. I caught the episode where they celebrated the 6 kids birthday. They had a carnival party.

The dad is an IT analyst and the mom quit nursing to stay with the kids full time. Since the life and times of this family is being documented, I guess they are not dealing with any hardship in raising 8 kids (e.g., food, toys, clothes). The couple has some great friends and relatives to pitch in when baby sitting or extra hands are needed. It's fun to watch the parents and the kids all interact. You get to see how the family deals with an amusement park, stroller to walking transition (donut leash), Mother's Day, visiting a farm, boy's haircuts, 1st dentist for the sextuplets/cavities for the twins, girls on a trip/boys stay home, couple's only trip.

After spending 1 1/2 hours in the car with my 4 year old nephew who was either snoring (loud) or non-stop talking (I prefer the snoring), I give lots and lots of kudoos to the mom who gets to spend 24/7 with the eight kids.

Saturday, December 1, 2007


The family, 12 adults and kids, went to see Wintuk by Cirque du Soleil at Madison Square Garden in New York City. No, there's no big blue/yellow big top in NYC nor inside Madison Square Garden. Like CdS shows in Las Vegas, there's a theatre environment for this show. This is the first year and supposedly it will come back each winter.

The show is about a little boy who wants to see snow. Until the boy gets his wish, we see bikers do unexpected feats, roller skaters, juggling complexity with 7 pink balls, huge puppets, not your day-to-day hula hooping, jump rope, rag doll, two acrobats with silver bouncy balls, two ladies with aerial rope, group with flexible poles, tight (not really tight) rope act and other acts. Besides the boy getting his snow wish, the audience did to.

Even though I missed the first 10 minutes (unexpected traffic problems and Mom was running late) and based on all the other CdS shows I've had to pleasure to see, this was my least favorite. The kids and the adults that have not seen a CdS show enjoyed it. This was more for the kids than the adults.