The sun came out today just long enough for a brilliant sunrise to lure me out of bed into the final haul towards a much needed, if sporadic, vacation. Light and green dappled mountains, orange and blue bending around the wispy remnants of last nights windy downpour. Got to work, then more free carwash, then more sun. Of course all of Wednesday here in SB was clear but that was used up in about two hours or so, being a Wednesday and all. Storm Watch 2002(tm).
So the holidays are almost here. Seems like each year they get more and more anti-climatic. Like everything. Less spirited, less soulful, like a gigantic lever that when you pull it a shiny new thing comes down the chute, but breaks in two weeks. Traditions, if any, compressed down to one day of sanctioned vacation, two if your federally mandated to be sane, then one more a little later, two if your lucky (more if your not). At least they fall on a Wednesday. Time-shifted annual remembrance of celebratory duty. Slow relaxed hunts across the range for that perfect kill, expediate that shipping to have it arrive in time of the 24th. Red-nosed-claymation reindeers rendering the meaning of the times. Carolers from your local shelter now welcomed to sing in your outdoor shopping plaza. Salvation Army ringers bastioned with empty pots displaying certificates of authenticity. Your fruitcake under suspicion. Everywhere echos, feel good its your last chance this year. Next year will be better, again.
posted by Brent at 12/20/2002 04:10:00 PM | permalink |
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