c is for christmas
Cookie Monster, public television’s kid friendly version of a crazy eyed street junkie, is the oldest ornament on our tree. He was purchased from the Odd Lots on Olentangy River road in the late 80’s, and he adorned my first ever post-liberation, scavenged-from-a-parking-lot Christmas tree and every Christmas tree since. He came in a multi-pack of similar ornaments, chosen based on price and without regard to appearance or aesthetic considerations. Unfortunately, all of the other ornaments from that era have been lost to time and long string of moves, but Cookie Monster lives on.
It is good to see you again old boy. You have survived where others have fallen. You are an inspiration to us all. Merry Christmas!
vintage 1977 han solo blaster pistol
My nephew, who is known by all as Uncle Dill, is turning five years old next week. His parents will not let me give him a switchblade to mark this milestone, so I am doing the next best thing and giving him this fine weapon which I have carried for the last thirty years. He is a genuine Star Wars freak, so I think he is going to be very excited. I wish I could be there to see his face, but I will get to hear all about it when we meet them in Kingsport later this month.
