Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 December 2013

Presents?

It's that time of the year again when almost everyone is anticipating presents. And I can't think of presents without thinking of this scene from 30 Rock:


For those of you who didn't want to wait for a video to load (although that's a short clip totally worth watching) this is basically it:

Dotcom:    Hey Trey, we just picked up your birthday party invitations from the printer.
Tracy:        Wait, What is this? "Give to charity please. No presents."?
Dotcom:    Yeah, that's what you told me to put on the card.
Tracy:        No Dotcom, I said "give to charity? Please, no! PRESENTS!"

Haven't you wondered why people talk about the two things like it's an either/or situation? You have people who spend absurd amounts of money on things they don't need (although anything must seem practical after the gifts baby Jesus was given) and others who act like they're sacrificing everything by buying stuff for less fortunate people instead of for themselves.
However, cynical optimist that I am, I like to think it's because awesome people don't talk a lot about their presents or how much they're doing for society, or both.

Christmas to me usually means music and food and family. The whole wrapped presents under the tree affair doesn't excite me much, partly because we don't have a tree and partly because I like to get presents when I need them. We're not a family that gets new clothes and stuff just because it happens to be festival time or someone's birthday. Besides, I have very specific and limited wants that no one seems to get. Presents never happen.

Okay, that's not true; we get presents when we get presents, and the more unexpected the timing, the better. I was simply thinking of one of my favourite lines from James Valentine's Jumpman series. It's been several years since I read it, so these may not be the exact words, but it went something like this:
The past is gone, the future is unknown, and the present never happens.

This character in the book explains how, for example, when you consider the idea of the present being now, by the time you've said or thought "now", it's already in the past. Like you're reading this now. It's already happened. Mind-blowing, come to think of it.

So, Christmas is upon us and I shall enjoy it. Doesn't matter that I won't get a present. Not presently, at least. Or now. Or now. Well, you get the idea.
Have an extraordinary merry Christmas!

Sunday, 25 December 2011

Trouble With Presents

I'm back after a couple of weeks without internet! It's Christmas, which is the season for presents, whether you like it or not. I won't go into that now, though, because this post is not really about Christmas presents. This is one of those stories I've heard enough times from my mom to imagine the situation, though I don't actually remember it happening.

My cousin and I were partners in crime when we were little, but we also fought a lot with each other. Whenever one of us got something new, the other would be given something almost identical, but different enough for us to fight over them.


That may not have been the exact scene, but you probably know what I mean.

Once my aunt decided that she should give us both the exact same thing so there would be no reason for us to fight. We both got necklaces and, sure enough, found no reason to fight over them.

It made us rather unhappy, and we came up with an ingenious plot to solve the problem.
All we had to do was break one of the necklaces...
...so that we could fight over the other.

The good thing about having your own blog is that you don't always have to make a valid point. However, if there's any message this post is supposed to be giving, since it's Christmas and everything, it's probably this: don't damage your presents or fight over them, unless it makes you happy. Bazinga! 

Merry Christmas, everybody! May you get great presents, have fun, eat as well as I did, and be happy. Also, happy holidays to those of you who are lucky enough to get long vacations.