Slightly belated, but only by a couple of hours.
GUESS WHAT DAY IT IS GUYS!
That’s right, it’s Shane McGowan‘s birthday! Or was, until a couple of hours ago. Yeah, Jesus is dead and Shane McGowan is alive; whodathunkit?
Normally we have a tradition of posting the Fairytale of New York, but for some reason I’m just not feeling it this year. Had the Christmas spirit going pretty well up until Christmas itself, whereupon I decided I needed to kill something. I killed the mood instead of a bystander by going for a two hour walk with my cousin, where we found a nice little sailboat, about 25 feet of sailboat, washed up on the rocks at English Bay.
A real, live shipwreck for Christmas!
Which brings us to today’s story. Normally we have a tradition of posting A Christmas Story by Sarban (NOT the one with the Red Ryder BB Gun) but in honour of whoever is having a worse Christmas than me because they got shipwrecked on a night when all the hotels are booked and everything is closed, I’ll link instead to the truly spine-chilling “Christmas Eve on a Haunted Hulk.” Enjoy?
If that doesn’t float your boat, here’s a slick and enjoyable remix of Vince Guaraldi’s Charlie Brown Christmas, in mellow hip-hop style, via Doc Rocket on Facebook.
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I don’t care whose birthday or unbirthday it is. I’m like that when I’m sick and I have a head cold. No New Year partying for me but I do hope you have a blast. Best wishes for a fabulous 2014 including a passport. I’m heading back to bed.
Thanks, take care of yourself. I got chewed out by a friend for telling her to go to the doctor when she’s been sick for three weeks; some people just do not get that when people want them to take care of themselves, it’s not an insult.
Thanks, take care of yourself. I got chewed out by a friend for telling her to go to the doctor when she’s been sick for three weeks; some people just do not get that when people want them to take care of themselves, it’s not an insult.
Happy new year Rain!
Sorry I’m a little late. :)
Happy New Year!