FUCK THE HOLIDAYS...

...and all the assholes that come with them. I am happy the so called holiday season is halfway over and am truly looking forward to it being over. Thank god New Year day is the last one for quite the while (no I do not celebrate the year of the many or scaly critter, aka: lunar new year). One more holiday weekend and then there is nothing for me to celebrate until Ground Hog Day. I celebrate that one because almost no one else does, at least around where I live. Ground Hog Day is the definitely the best one - no pressure at all, no gift buying or giving, no big dinner, no asshole relations over for whom you have to act nice even though you despise them, no trips to see anyone, you don't even have to wish anyone a happy this or merry that - there is no anything, unless you want to do it for yourself and yourself alone (well, and maybe for the rodent known as the Ground Hog). Thus the reason I will celebrate it better than all the rest. Even Festivus cannot compare to Ground Hog Day - not in any way, shape or form. Ground Hog day is most certainly the best of all holidays! As for the rest of em, fuck them.

Yeah, that's right something put me in a foul mood this holiday season, the same thing that can put me in a foul mood any day of the year - and she does not even have to try. The holiday season sucks regardless of how bad she makes it though, I am finally convinced of that (the holidays need no help from her at all, but oh how she can make it worse).

All the best,
Glenn B

All Hail The Mighty Beast...

...who lives half his life hidden away from our eyes shrouded in mystery, he whom the multitude seek out on this winter day, to whom the millions look in anticipation of his predictive powers, all hail the Groundhog!

Today should be a national holiday - heck it should be an international holiday, maybe even a holy day - all because while the groundhog commands our attention in such overwhelming numbers, he does so without demading, or even expecting anything of us, except maybe for our affection on this one day out of the whole year. If so many people around the world can look to this little weatherman for guidance - there has got to be something to it - and I sure don't mean his ability or inability to predict whether or not we get 6 more weeks of winter weather - because folks - whatever he says - mother nature often contradicts. So what power is it that the groundhog holds over us, to hold millions wrapt in anticipation of his predictions. I'll be darned if I know, but it sure is something. By the way, this year, the most famous groundhog of them all Punxsutawney Phil has predicted 6 more weeks of winter and even with such a bleak outlook before us, millions love him.

All the beast,
Glenn B