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21st Century Christmas Eve

Filed under: Life — Tags: , , , — Wigi @ 7:27 pm December 25, 2008

I don’t care for the holidays. I will admit, at least a part of that is just me being contrary, but regardless, more than half of it is a philosophical aversion to the commercialism and resulting sense of obligation that comes with gift-giving. I get a bit overly sensitive about it all, and I get a little reluctant to participate in even the more pure Christmas activities, even though they’re not really about the whole gift thing.

And so it was this evening, as the family headed to a friend’s place for the annual Christmas Eve get-together. Were the decision left solely to me, we would have stayed home. But my partner likes these things, and they’re tradition for her… So I took some time this afternoon and made a lasagne, and then off we went to our friend’s place.

In addition to my lasagne, there were some awesome chicken wings, shumai and egg rolls… cheeses and sausages (moose and caribou – very tasty), some bread pudding, baclava, wine and other drinks… all in all a very nice spread.

Three generations were represented, all the way from an expectant mother, a toddler, some pre-teens and late teens, the 20, 30 and 40-somethings, and the expectant mother’s father. There was good conversation, lots of laughing, and a few gifts exchanged. Unlike past years, there was no Christmas music, no board games… just good friends and good conversation.

The highlight of the evening, however, is something that couldn’t have happened just a few years ago. Someone’s phone rang, and someone else decided they liked that ringtone. Suddenly a crowd gathered, bluetooth phones whipped out and turned on, and everyone was swapping and demonstrating their ringtones.

21st Century Christmas: Spreading joy through grey-market copyright infringement.

Kid Chow

Filed under: Life — Tags: , , , — Wigi @ 9:15 pm October 21, 2008

I don’t have kids.
I never wanted kids.
I did once.
But I laid down,
and the feeling went away.
My partner has kids.
They’re really kids in adults clothing.
One of the kids has kids.
The kid’s kid spent the weekend with us.
it was off to the store.
To get food for the kids’s kid.
and chocolate milk.
And bread,
and ham.
Cereal and regular milk, too.
So as I navigated the aisles,
food for the kid’s kid filled the basket.
And then I noticed it.
Froot Loops.
But not the cereal.
Cereal straws.
Adults would call these ‘cookies’.
Except they’re Froot Loop-colored
and flavored.
I guess they’re a guise.
“Drink all your milk, Jenny.”

No sugar shortage here.