it's run by a big eastern syndicate, you know
Holy crap. Don't look now, but Santa Claus threw up all over the city. Today the BF and I had lunch in Manhattan Mall (don't ask) and we were surrounded by GOBS of holiday cheer. Same deal at the CVS on 8th Avenue, which yesterday was shoulder-deep in boxes of tinsel and cheaply made Chinese goods that unimaginative types will pawn off on their unsuspecting relatives.
Tis the season, y'all.
Also today, I received in the mail the new "Broadway's Greatest Gifts" CD — that's right, your favorite carols performed by the casts of "Hairspray," "Wicked," even "The Light in the Piazza." (How in the hell the folks from "Lennon" had time to throw a song together, we'll never know.)
You're probably ready for me to launch into a diatribe here about how awful all this is, that the crass commercialism just sucks the life out of the holiday before December even arrives.
You'd be wrong. I'm loving it. (Admittedly, it's a little hard to be in the Xmas Spirit when it's 60 degrees outside. But no complaints there, either.)
The BF has already started bitching, but we're listening to carols from now through the new year. Ho ho ho!
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No Christmas carols before Thanksgiving! Love the Peanuts quote, though.
Sorry, I have to aks...the Manhattan MALL? You can take the boy away from the Applebee's on Jimmy Carter Boulevard, but...
BTW: the comment above is not mine! My identity has been stolen - call homeland security!
Yes, I was confused at first myself when I saw that the other EMC had commented. The mystery was soon solved, thanks to an IM confirmation from the NYC EMC.
Anyway, I'm not proud of going to the Mall either. But we're trying to branch out and not just do Chipotle every day. Guess that's not much better, is it?
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