While Sherry may have a hard time getting into the X-mas spirit, I’m doing fine (now that it’s December) and I may actually start my gift shopping this week. And I have Ben Folds’s “Bizarre Christmas Incident” to thank. It’s a song so festive and joyful it almost undoes the hours of late-nineties electronic remixes of Bing Crosby’s Klassic Krismis Kovers I’ve had to endure since the beginning of November in the name of commerce.
Picture a gangly, bespectacled pianist/songwriter beating a reindeer with a sack of sweet Valencia oranges.
In other news, my family renamed the mullet today while eating ice cream cake. We’re calling it the Bayfield Mall.
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Bayfield Mall should be a blanket term also encompassing: Abusive, but mostly oblivious, parent, stretch pants, and Unwashed.
Posted 12 Dec 2006 at 11:00 am ¶We forgot toothless.
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