Well, had to brush off the car this morning for the first time this year. Here’s a couple quick pictures I got too:
Couple quick more thoughts on snow, while it’s fresh on my mind (and for anyone in West Michigan, especially those who commute, it’s probably fresh on all our minds). When the first big snow hits, it gives me a chance to do one of my favorite things, which is help random people who get stuck. There’s inevitably the people who get stuck on the side of the road, or if it’s slick enough, right in the middle of the road. I’ve lived in Michigan my whole life, and I’ve developed enough of a skill in snow driving, that I usually keep myself in the clear, enough that I feel I should help those who get stuck. After the first big snow yesterday, I didn’t encounter anyone, but I’m sure there’ll be plenty of work for “Pushing-Car Man!”
That being something I love, here’s something I hate about this time of year. The song “Christmas Shoes.” I heard it for the first time today on the radio, and I can’t stand it. Apart from how ridiculously cheesy it is, it’s like the most manipulative song ever. It’s the Pay it Forward of music (if that makes sense to anyone else but me). However, one really fun game that my best friend Ryan and I developed was adding your own manipulative lines into the song. So for example, here’s the chorus:
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
It’s Christmas Eve and these shoes are just her size
Could you hurry, sir, Daddy says there’s not much time
You see she’s been sick for quite a while
And I know these shoes would make her smile
And I want her to look beautiful if Mama meets Jesus tonight
So replace them with lyrics like:
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please
The Nazi’s have her locked away in prison
Could you hurry, sir, she’s never been loved by anyone in her whole life
Mainly because of her race and religious beliefs
And the puppy dog she’s holding is really sick too…
You get the picture. Give it a shot, it’s quite entertaining, and really brings the family together for Christmas.
Here’s my first 2005 edition for Christmas Shoes:
Sir, I want to buy these shoes for my Mama, please.
She’s encased in carbonite and soon Jabba’s going to eat her like a frog.
Could you hurry sir,she only has one wooden leg and there’s dynamite strapped to her head?
You see she’s also been captured by the Alan Rickman character from Die Hard and he’s not so nice but I just know these steel toed shoes would brighten up her right up.
Also she’s had to deal with many, many telemarketers and inadequate customer service representatives in her sad and dejected life…
Could you hurry PLEASE!?
Well done, buddy, well done.