Day 13... Friday the 13th Day - Happy Christmas

Merry Christmas to all my sort of, once were or still are Christian friends. F off and die to all my Jewish pals... OK, to all my Jewish pals, enjoy the day, remember it's because of Jesus that you get all these extra days off on top of Yom Kipper, Pass Over, and well all those other freaky wierd New York Holidays!

Honestly, I love all of you...

I'm looking forward to my Christmas adventure starting today... First off, I'm going to wade into the Christmas Shopping Whirlpool, and NOT shop! Then I'm gonna go down and get a table for one at the Silver Swan. They're cookin' a Goose, and I'm going to eat it! After that, I'm going to walk up to that spookie Anglican Church on Fifth Ave. and see if I can't crash Midnight Mass [I am after all a born Anglican you yankee bastards]. My plan is to walk over the 59th Street Bridge after that. I have a personal bond with that Bridge.

Then, it's off to sleep, and see if Ol' Saint Nick has anything left in his bag for broken down old drunken fools... probably not.

Tomorrow, I'm still trying to find a place to volunteer, on my walks today, I'll pull into some churches, see if they can point me in some direction. Couple of monastic societies right here around the office. That may be my best bet at this point. If I can't get a good samaritin' gig, oh I'll probably do a bridge walk and hand out cigarettes to homeless people.

Anyhow... the adventure in the City has already begun.

I hope that your Christmas is off to a good start! And that under all that wrapping paper is the day that you were hoping to have. Yes, I am ambivelent about this holiday, but c'mon underneath all this growling is the little kid whose eyes burst open at 6:00am, ran down to the tree that the folks MUST HAVE ADDED EXTRA LIGHTS TO IN THE NIGHT... waited impatiently for dad to make his coffee then tore into the piles of gifts [sock and underwear mostly]

The kid who got the table hockey game he wanted, the hotwheel power set he wanted, the GI Joe Gemini Space capsule he wanted... OK, one year my Mom STUPIDY got me a Maple Leafs Sweater instead of a Habs sweater... But every year, like in the Christmas Story, I was the little nerdy kid, whose folks always got me that one great gift I wanted...

How can I not deep down, like Christmas.

This year... I'll get what I want as well... I want very little. OK, yes, you all know I'm a sappy bastard. All I want is for alll you folks to have as good a time as I'm going to have. AND, I'm already having a good time, so CATCH UP foo...

Love, Great Big Hugs, and Great big Kisses!

Gordy