ITS BEGINNING TO LOOK...Christmas tree oh Christmas tree. We are promoting the Art of the Tree. Since no small people are into wielding a saw this year at ye old tree lot, we are enjoying the beauteous shape of "store 'boughten" greenery. Though we fought in the past over who would crawl under the tree and water the live nursery escapee every other day, I unselfishly claimed responsibility for maintaining the new "maintenance-free" member of the house. I know, I know, it's only fair.
After years of dutifully trudging through the increasingly dwindling supply and rising costs of live trees, we were not all that upset about the new regime. People start going after trees right after Labor Day from what I can surmise. I'm also basing that on the number of areas denuded, out of bounds or earmarked for military families as the pickings be slim. The tree farm's cheerful little reminder card with its laughable $2 coupon was usually the signal to set up an expedition. $2 won't even buy one of their decorated cookies, hot cocoa or donuts. But you do get a free wagon ride out to the boonies for your tree selection. No matter, we still trudge and look and wander and whirl ending up at the same spot we started. Then of course, loaded down with a tree, we find it difficult to catch a ride back as everyone else on the flip side is sporting a 17 ft tree under their arm thus overloading the wagon. The long trek back dragging our prickly beauty is not for the faint of foot.
Finally arriving at the literal drop zone after schlepping through either knee-deep snow or ankle-deep mud we meet the twister boys. They grab the unruly bush and shove it headfirst (the tree) into their little needle shaking twine machine. As a safety person I always speculate on the amount of human carnage possible if in their hurry, they flip one of the twister guys rather than the tree into the running machine. Shaken, flattened into half their size and tied from top to bottom like a fly in a spider web would probably not be too survivable.
Fun Fact. Apparently that $2 coupon was too much for this operation as they decided to discontinue its questionable value this year. I mean I still used it, and we all got a good laugh that someone actually presented a $2 coupon for a $100 tree, but I have no shame.
SPEAKING OF SHAME. Other indicators that things are not the same in marmalade world. Outside of the increasingly bold nazi demonstrations (though they still wear masks-cowards) a new low is a Florida candidate for Congress who has threatened the two female Muslim congresswomen they better get out before he gets there "bombs away". Isn't that a nice sentiment that you said OUT LOUD Randy Fine. Though it's understood, free speech only applies to repubs. Funny thing though. If we treated the maggots like they treat others they would be such upset little snowflakes.
Also as predicted in the never-ending quest for revenge, marmalade is choosing boot licker Kash Patel for FBI chief who vows to prosecute anyone, who basically, says anything about his boss he doesn't like-even when it's true. Good-by any free press or anyone decent enough to note the lack of emperor clothing. Where are the heroes going to come from to thwart their nefarious plans? Well upon further reflection, in regard to the popular vote, marmie did win the most votes but the percentage was 49.9% compared to Harris' 48.3 so mandate proof he is not. So technically 1 out of 2 voted for the country rather than a dictator.
WICKED Rather fitting that the hot movie of the day is one called Wicked, which sums up the new administration including the Oz man, though I can think of much nastier terms. That much hype for a movie is ridiculous or a very bad movie trying to get our attention. Oh, wow even more reflective of current times. But really, at the point you have created a buzz and a long line I'm out. I'll wait for the made-for-TV version. Ok I have never seen Barbie or Forrest Gump or Top Gun or all the Star Wars either. The list goes on. I am more of a cinema noir type I suppose with plot twists, etc. But I also enjoy the predictability of the Hallmark tried and trues. Call me complicated. Peace out...💚 💙💛
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