The most joyous day of the year is upon us again, it really doesn't feel like it to me though. I mean yeah I had to run around last night and get a bunch of gifts, but it just doesn't feel like Christmas. Perhaps it is the whole lack of a relationship and since most of my family is working there won't be much of a celebration. I am not complaining about the lack of a relationship, well okay I am because you all know me and that is basically all I ever talk about. I guess it is just one of the many annoyances you all have to deal with everyday, sorry. Note to all of you out there, I probably won't stop complaining about it anytime soon, so get used to it. Now I have been side tracked, where was I oh yes Christmas. I am expecting to get one of the best Christmas gifts this year, you are probably thinking that somebody actually found a way for me to meet Dave Matthews. Well if that was the case the subject of this entry would be something like The Best Christmas of My Life, but it is not. The gift actually comes from mother nature, a storm is tracking into the region for late Christmas date and conveniently I will be up in Maine skiing. They are supposed to get at least six inches with some meteorologists calling for 12-24 inches. I will settle for somewhere in between the two guesses. The weekend should be UNBELIEVABLE, I am sure it will also be busy, I think there should be preferential treatment at the lifts if you have skiied every weekend. We all know that is never going to happen but I can dream.
I guess that is all for now, not much is happening. I would like to wish everybody a happy and safe holiday. Thanks again for checking in and reading my little old LiveJournal. Later this week look for another column by Rendezvous Casualties and next week the First Annual Year of My Life in Review, the story should prove to be mostly positive with a couple disappointing setbacks, but overall a good year.
Good luck with your families!!
Dave Matthews Band Lyrics of the Day
Song title: Christmas Song
She was his girl; he was her boyfriend
She be his wife; take him as her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling dribbling baby boy
The wise men came three made their way
To shower him with love
While he lay in the hay
Shower him with love love love
Love love love
Love love is all around
Not very much of his childhood was known
Kept his mother Mary worried
Always out on his own
He met another Mary for a reasonable fee, less than
Reputable as known to be
His heart was full of love love love
Love love love
Love love is all around
When Jesus Christ was nailed to the his tree
Said "oh, Daddy-o I can see how it all soon will be
I came to shed a little light on this darkening scene
Instead I fear I spill the blood of my children all around"
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around
So the story goes, so I'm told
The people he knew were
Less than golden hearted
Gamblers and robbers
Drinkers and jokers, all soul searchers
Like you and me
Rumors insisited he soon would be
For his deviations
Taken into custody by the authorities
Less informed than he.
Drinkers and jokers. all soul searchers
Searching for love love love
Love love love
Love love is all around
Preparations were made
For his celebration day
He said "eat this bread and think of it as me
Drink this wine and dream it will be
The blood of our children all around
The blood of our children all around"
The blood of our children all around
Father up above, why in all this anger have you fill
Me up with love
Fill me love love love
Love love love
Love love
And the blood of our children all around
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