My attitude toward most holidays is pretty dim and I can get mighty Grinch-like around Christmas. I am delighted to say that I have yet to step foot in the Seventh Ring of Hell this year (any mall) and I'm hoping I won't have to at all (thank you, online shopping). One of the things that tears me about the holiday season is the music - the music that's been playing on some radio stations here since Halloween. It's mostly cloying and awful, with the following exception:
This is pretty awesome! Handel's "Messiah" kills. It brings me to tears pretty much anytime I hear it.
Now I can't help but wonder why, when on the rare occasion I go to the mall, that the only mob, flash or otherwise, I see is a gaggle of people who just hit the clearance sale at Skanks 'R Us, showing off really bad mullets and tattoos. Why can't I see and hear something like this? Such is my lot in life.
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