Almost 2 weeks have passed,
when all three of us went through the plague.

We’re not all quite well yet, but we are doing much better.
At least, Tyler is back to his old, playful self,
even though he is still congested and coughing.

Tracy is still going thru some whooping cough episode fits,
and I still have the cold, and my head is still filled with an
unending supply of gunk and snot.

Anyways,
While I was busy upgrading my condition from “dying” to “ill”,
I did a lot of thinking, since I didn’t do much,
and I was in the bathroom a lot.

Here are some knowledge I have acquired lately.

1. Sleep deprivation can make you hallucinate.

2. Coughs, sneezes, throat itch, will all happen at the same time, when you finally fall asleep.

3. You can never watch too much TV.

4. I sometimes watch Oprah and Dr. Phil because I can’t afford a therapist.
(Well, I don’t watch it “watch it”, I just see if they’re going to talk about my problems on that episode.)

5. Tyler’s new favourite movie is Alladin, and after watching it for the 28th time, that monkey Abu, is starting to look good.
(Or tasty.)

6. When nothing is on TV, you somehow find yourself tuning on to Dora the Explorer, even though your kid is not watching it with you.

7. Can you blame me, All they show on TV is Angelina Jolie, getting pregnant by some guy.
(Or something like that.)

8. Dora’s last name is Marquez.

9. You can never spend too much time on the internet.

10. It’s true that you can find absolutely anything on the internet, but when you actually find it, the website doesn’t work.

11. Some people came across this site, because I showed up first on a search engine, when they typed “obnoxious people proof” and “seaman stanes.”

Okay okay, I better stop there.
Because I know what you’re thinking.

I know you wanted to try that last one,
to see if I really do show up on the search.

Yeah! I’m psychic you know.

Oh no, no wait,
What you’re really thinking is,

“Why did I even waste my time here?”

Anyway,
Here are some cool links so we can all drink from the
Shadafa cup!

You’re in the driver’s seat — Taxi (funny)
Time for some PacMan — Ezpresso
Questions you have about the Japanese — Japan FAQ
Do it yourself help — DIY.com (Lhy, you might find these useful)
Urban Legends reference — snopes.com
Who were you in your past life — Past Life Analysis

One of the things,
My wife and I have a difference of opinion on,
is Christmas.

We sometimes have debates and arguments about this holiday season.
And if I might say, we both have strong feelings about Christmas.
But sadly, we are on opposite sides.

You see,
I have never met anyone,
who really, genuinely
loves Christmas.
Tracy does.
She still possesses that “spark” whenever Christmas comes.

Me, on the other hand,
lost my faith and interest in Christmas.
Oh, say, since I turned 21.

Don’t get me wrong,
I celebrate the Christm“¦.”¦ no wait.
I “observe” the Christmas Holiday.
Since it is a Christian Tradition.

Celebrating it is really not what I do this time of year.

I just do not understand it anymore.
I believe, the spirit of Christmas is long gone.

Why would people subject themselves,
year after year,
through the stress, the agony,
the trauma and the hassle.

The pain of dealing with bazillions of people,
in shopping malls, out on the roads, in public transportations,
where you know everyone else is not in their cheerful mode.

The misery you put yourself into, just trying to find a parking spot,
trying to follow shoppers who you see are on their way to their cars,
beating other drivers to it.

And anyone who tells me that they do not hate
dealing with other obnoxious and rude people,
is freakin’ lying worse than a Welcome Mat

I just don’t understand it.
Shouldn’t the holidays be as it “IS”
A holiday?
Stress free?
Worry free?
A break?

Then why would you consent to the fact that
you will be miserable for the whole week.
until the new year comes,
when this is all over.

Now how about gift givings?
You know, you will always have that constant worry,
of not giving the right gift.
And if the people you give gifts to are in any way,
similar to the people I give gifts to,
they will always,
and I mean always
find something wrong with it.

I once sent this “person”
Pictures of my 3 year old son,
And they still found something wrong with it.
Saying they do not like the way he posed.

What the Fuck?
He’s a kid.
Any pose he does is cute!

Oh, and in these hard times,
Who can freakin’ afford anything these days?
You have to admit, you worry about buying Christmas gifts
way back in June,
anxiously hoping you’ll rack in enough hours at work,
just to be able to buy gifts, for people who doesn’t care shit about you.

Then you’ll spend half of next year,
broke like the idiot sucker you are, for buying gifts,
and decorating your house.

And speaking of which,
What does decorating your house for Christmas really prove?

I put up icicle lights around our house.
I guess to give the illusion that it is snowing around the roof of our house.
In freakin Florida.

Then you worry about if the neighbors might think
that your decorations are horrible.
It’s like another freakin, neighborhood competition.

My neighbors have an inflatable Santa in his Sleigh,
And another house has the nativity scene.
And full bright, blinding lights surrounding it.

If you don’t get blinded by it,
You’ll surely go blind,
looking at your next months electric bill.

What else?
Oh and you know, you’re gonna spend this holiday with your family.
With the ones you love.

Cmon!
Give me a break.
You know you hate spending time with them.
Not only do you have to deal with your crazy, annoying relatives,
You have to pretend that you like them.
Yeah, you know what I am talking about.

Not to mention all these politically correct asswipes,
Who wants to take control of the world, by playing with words.
These people disgust me.

As you can obviously see,
I hate Christmas.

Well, I shouldn’t say that.
I actually hate,
what Christmas has become.

Which brings me back to the Christmas debate with my wife,
And the purpose of this post.

As I told her my gripes about the holiday season,
and expressed my thoughts about it,
she told me this six hard-hitting words,
that made me ease up my detest for Christmas.

“You think Christmas is about you?”
(Okay, maybe not verbatim)
——–
Well, that put me in my place, didn’t it?
That pretty much gave me an attitude adjustment,
and with a confused, troubled face,
like a drunk monkey trying to do long division.

As I look upon my son,
I realized, it is now my purpose,
to make every Christmas,
memorable for him.

As I end this,
I remember a saying I heard a long time ago.

There are only three stages in Life.

First,
When you believe in Santa Clause.

Second,
When you don’t believe in Santa Clause.

And third,
When “you are” Santa Clause.

I realized,
I am way past stage one and two.

Merry Christmas to everyone.
And all the best this coming New Year.