Just before I came to your blog I was thinking that I was beginning to get that “holiday feeling.” You know, that feeling of anticipation, excitement, dread. I guess I’ll add assholiness to that list of “feelings.”

Yeah.

I’m not good with holidays. Except for all the Christmas loot.

This is the part of the holidays I loathe the most.  Fortunately, I married a man who knows how to combat shop.

Heh. 

Hang in there.  I sure wish I could buy you a drink, Z. 

Ah, that’s sweet. Next drink I have, I’ll pretend it came from you.

I’m trying to decide whether I have to do some “combat shopping” this Friday. There’s an Eddie Bauer Outlet store near where I work--it’s where I buy most of my clothes because the prices are great, the people are friendly, and I like their stuff. Anyway, I got a notice that they’re going to give discount cards for 30% off to people who show up before noon on Friday.

30% off (their already low low prices sounds like a pretty good deal. But I might need to wear full body armor just to get through the place on a day like that.

Wow! I haven’t shopped at Eddie Bauer in a long time. The one they opned in Pasadena closed two years ago. Odd considering that Old Town is a retailer’s gold mine. 30% off sale prices. That sounds like a good idea. If you’re not hung over I suggest you give it a shot.

I would like to ascribe assholiness to radio stations that have already switched to Christmas music format. I would also like to remind these lame ass musicians that Christmas music is not suppused to be sad. Dramatic? Sure. Sincere? Of course. Sad? Are you stupid? It’s CHRISTMAS. Man’s savior born and all that. Sheesh.

Speaking of babies being born, Worldwide Runt II arrives today, right?

I would like to ascribe assholiness to radio stations that have already switched to Christmas music format.

I just can’t get into the proper cranky Christmas mood until after the Thanksgiving cussedness has passed…

And I do beleive that Andy’s Sequel Child should be arriving today. We should get Mrs. Andy flowers.

I think one of your stupid drivers was in front of me on the freeway onramp after work today. A girl in a VW with Colorado plates. Do you guys have a rule that you must slowly enter the flow of traffic even if it endangers the life of the driover behind you?

See? See? I told you y’all drive like crap! Patrick’s anecdotal evidence is just more proof!

Of course, if anyone in The Peoples Republic of California could operate their turn signal that might carry a little more weight.

Or, as a wise man once said “You never really encounter the true width and breadth of human stupidity until you learn to drive.”

Oh, crap—that’s right. Shopping.

And here I was foxused on the “putting up the Christmas tree” part.

Fortunately, our outdoor outlets haven’t been working since last summer, so we won’t be doing outdoor decorations this year. Unless that damned electrician my wife keeps calling actually comes over and fixes it.

Ordinarily I’d be rooting for the work ethic, but this time of year changes a lot of things.