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23 Dec 01 - 03:33 PM (#615423) Subject: December 23: Festivus From: Jerry Dingleman: The Boy Wonder(inactve) According to the Costanza calendar, today, December 23 is Festivus, the holiday for the rest of us. So gather around the aluminum pole, air your grievances and participate in feats of strength. Jerry |
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23 Dec 01 - 03:52 PM (#615434) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: Lonesome EJ As a matter of fact, Jerry, I've got a few problems with you!! :>}LEJ |
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23 Dec 01 - 04:27 PM (#615453) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: SINSULL Oh gosh. Where to begin? Happy Festivus to all. |
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23 Dec 01 - 04:32 PM (#615458) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: GUEST,Desdemona My only problem is I can't remember where I put the damned aluminum pole away last year!!! Sigh...this hapens every year: you spend all this time & money getting ready for Festivus, and it's all over in an instant! |
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23 Dec 01 - 04:45 PM (#615463) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: Sorcha Festivus is the patron Saint of Last Minute Shopping, right? I got a dumb question---we see all the ads, photos, etc. of The Beautiful Tree with Perfectly Wrapped Presents, and in Perfectly Shaped boxes.
WHERE THE HELL DO THE BOXES COME FROM??? At our house no one can ever find a box the right size, so things get wrapped with no box at all. Socks, funky shaped night lights, dog toys, etc. Does any one else have this problem? Could St. Festivus solve it for me? I have even tried to buy boxes--no luck! |
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23 Dec 01 - 08:17 PM (#615584) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: Robin2 I just wrapped my granddaughters present in the box that the precooked christmas turkey dinner came in. tis the season.... :>) Robin |
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24 Dec 01 - 06:58 PM (#616024) Subject: RE: December 23: Festivus From: Gaffer 23 December is Tom Bawcock's Eve; no-one seems to know who he was but the night is celebrated in Mousehole in Cornwall, where they serve the far-from-vegetarian "Starry Gazey Pie" which contains seven different types of fish, the heads of all of whom poke up through the pie-crust to gaze at the stars - not usually a rewarding pastime if a Mousehole winter is as I remember. There is a song - fairly widely-known, which even details the species of fish - more like a census than a menu. It's a bit late to wish you Mudcatters a happy Tom Bawcock's or a Happy Festivus , so you'll have to make do with a plain old "Merry Christmas! Gaff |