SEASONAL (AFFECTIVE
DISORDER) GREETINGS
When the things that ya owns
Are a pile of dry bones
And yer books are a pile of dead leafs
And alla yer plastic's
A puddle fantastic
And yer memory a box full o’ griefs
When alla yer food
Just sours yer mood
And won't fill that hole in yer day
And new TV shows
Are suckin and blows
And the old ones are fadin away
When the things that ya did
As a stupid young kid
Come and kick yer sorry old ass
Or worse what ya didn
Or tried to keep hidden
Come and mock ya in front of the class
When dreams and diversions
Just add to the hurtins
And they make no reason or rhyme
And every damp day
Is dark grim and gray
Ya know that it's holiday time!
-- Bryan Babel, 12-21-2017
Well, for a start, this shall be the home for my Biographical Inventory of Books. After that, who knows?
Monday, July 6, 2026
A Poem for Christmas in July
Thursday, December 25, 2025
What, Child, Is This?
Dr.
Seuss's How the Grinch Lost Christmas! (Classic Seuss) Hardcover – Picture
Book, September 5, 2023
by Alastair Heim (Author), Aristides Ruiz (Illustrator)
Though it's been out for two years, I discovered this only yesterday. I had decided to give Kaitlyn and her kids my old copy of How the Grinch Stole Christmas. It was $6.95 when I bought it in 1985 (which I thought excessive at the time); I wondered how much a copy was going for today (it was about $18). That's where I saw this.
What impressed me immediately was that here were two obvious lies. It's not Dr. Seuss's, and it's not Classic Seuss. Oh, Theodor Giesel and his heirs might own the rights to the Grinch 'franchise,' but he didn't write it and he didn't draw it and he didn't approve it; and if he had wanted a sequel he had decades to write one before he passed away.
The story seems to be it's one year after the old book, and the Grinch is trying to prove to the Whos how full he is of the Christmas spirit. All his material efforts, however, fail to re-awaken enthusiasm; he is suffering a 'post-conversion' let-down. Apparently it takes Cindy Lou Who (who is now three) to rekindle his warm and fuzzies.
The Grinch has been becoming a larger and larger pop cultural presence at Christmas, an ironic icon for those not as enthusiastic about the Yuletide celebration or its spiritual connotations, taking his place along with the pre-Ghosts Scrooge and Krampus as the more bitter shadow side of the season. Lately there has been a trend of people dressing up as Jim Carey's Grinch and frightening little children. For fun.
It's not the redeemed and happy Grinch that is inspiring this trend. It seems sad that the Grinch has to 'lose' Christmas again and again to be culturally popular. And now it has been enshrined in a duplicitous sequel that nobody asked for. If Dr. Seuss were alive today, he would never stop rolling in his grave.
Wednesday, December 24, 2025
Seven Christmases Past
2018
12/24/2018: The day was mostly occupied with preparations for Christmas.
Not much happening during the day except started Bureau of Shadows story of
"That Year". In evening had tamales and dip, then made deviled eggs,
baked cornbread, made pea salad, and then 2 cheesecakes. Kam and S&A [Susan
& Andy] went to some Christmas program; they got home without A as he was
called away in the wrecker and they had to get a ride home. Then Kelsey called
and she and Ryan came to stay the night with their new puppy, Goose. Read
Christmas Eve missalette.
12/25/2018: Up about 6:30 AM; called in at 9 AM. Made pancakes, eggs, and
bacon. Then we all (Me, S&A, Kam, and K&Rh [Kelsey & Ryan Hoffman]
went in for presents. Got a stocking with chocolate candy and a $100 bill from
S&A. Much watching of "A Christmas Story" today, as it was
on infinite repeat. A little before noon the Hoffman's had to go to his side of
the family a while. Everyone else retired for a resting pause. About 1 PM
started the ham and mixed the dressing. At 3 PM put the dressing in the oven.
At 4 PM took the ham out and put the rolls in; made the gravy and tea. At 4:30
PM people started arriving as per schedule, first Kaitlyn and her dogs (her
Ryan had to work), and then John and his family. Remembered (at the last
minute) the cranberries. We all sat down to eat, and I said the prayer. John
and Amy brought green bean salad and little pecan pies. Afterwards we had a
little wine and some visiting. Kaitlyn gave out her gifts; she had got me a
razor and shave gel (which seems like either a hint or perhaps ironic, as
shaggy as I am, but I take it in the spirit it is offered; she thought about
me). K&RH came back, and they ate; more visiting. Goose (a chocolate lab) a
big hit. By 8 PM everything was cleared away and everyone had hit the road.
Thanked S&A for a good Christmas and went back to the guest house. Sat
around and read for a couple of hours, then hit the hay.
2019
12/24/2019: Christmas Eve.
Up about 6 AM. Prayers, catechism, and Bible. Watched “The Boy Who Became
Santa Claus”. Went in at 9 AM and
started boiling eggs and making my ramen. Then started putting the pea salad
together. Finished that at 10 AM and began making the deviled eggs. Finished
that at 11 AM. Cleaned up, came in and finished eating breakfast. At 1 PM I
plan to make the cheesecake, and that’s all the prep I need for today.
So, I went ahead and started
the cheesecakes a little after 12 Noon and finished (with washing up and taking
out the recyclables) at 1 PM. Now nothing between me and Christmas Vigil Mass
at 4 PM but getting dressed and walking over there. Must remember to fast.
I got dressed and left at 3
PM and got home at 5:30 PM. It was quite a nice service, including a pageant by
the children. On my walk home talked to a nice couple going into St. Andrews.
On coming home, I made myself some ramen. K&RT’s dogs are here, so I guess
they are too.
I felt good over the
evening, and over the time I set up a few of the Christmas action figures to
make things look seasonal. Bed fairly early, after a rosary.
12/25/2019: Christmas day.
Up about 6 AM, got dressed, prayers, catechism, and Bible. Went in at 7 AM and
started making Christmas breakfast: bacon, pancakes, and fried eggs. “Otto, the
Ugliest Christmas Egg.” Kelsey and Ryan came about 8 AM, then we all gathered
for breakfast (including Kaitlyn and her Ryan). Cracked one of my back
tooth-stumps on a bit of hard bacon and it nagged all day, but not insuperably
so. Then we gathered in the living room for presents. $100 dollars for me, and a new coat with a hood
(just what I’ve been needing for years). We all lolled around watching
Christmas movies. RH had to leave a little early, and Kelsey later. Then at
about noon I started making the ham, boiling the bone for gravy (which made
some of the best gravy for years, I think), preparing the rolls, and later (I
had forgotten) opening a can of cranberry sauce. We ate at about 2 PM, then sat
outside with the dogs a while, watched more movies (The Grinch – Jim
Carey edition), and then cheesecake. Kaitlyn and Ryan packed up and headed out
by 4:30 PM. It is almost 5 PM, and I’m ready to lie down for a bit.
Kenny called about 6:30 PM
and he and his family wished me a Merry Christmas. They were having a
“Fa-ra-ra-ra-ra” Christmas supper after he finished worked today. I asked him
if he’d read my new chapters, and he said he and Isabel were reading them
together. When I went in to pass along the greetings to S&A, they had just
finished trying to eat more supper, but were still too full. I myself was still
feeling full, but I agreed to finish off what they couldn’t, and it was a nice
little “filling up of corners” as the hobbits say. Came in and finished reading
“Taras Bulba” then said the Rosary at 8 PM. Then I tried to sleep but kept
waking up (a jug of Big Red will do that) and at last I woke about 11:50 PM and
caught the diary up. What will tomorrow look like? Well, some yummy leftovers
and Kam asked for bacon and eggs.
Sheesh. I just took a minute
to write down a dream and then spent 2 hours proof-reading the 2019 Dream
Journal. Now almost 2:30 AM.
2020
12/24/2020: Up about 6 AM.
Prayers and Bible. Feeling good. About 8 AM went out to take recycling, checked
porch, and no groceries, so the order I made hadn’t gone through. Oh, well.
About 10:30 AM Kaitlyn came over and said she and Ryan take me to pick-up HEB
pharmacy for my medicine; we went, then I waited in the truck (I certainly
didn’t want to tread the store during Christmas rush) while they shopped. Home
and lunch; they’d bought me a BBQ sandwich and potato salad. About 5 PM we
gathered for supper. Kelsey and Ryan had arrived, and they brought Goose, so we
had the whole pack with Kylo, Vader, Jade, Kia, and Goose. Had tamales with
chili and cheese, hot cheese dip and chips, soda, baked cookies, etc.
Afterwards it was already dark, so we gathered around the firepit and played Catchphrase.
The Ryans smoked cigars and drank mightily and the talk was fun and a good
family gathering. Toasted s’mores, and I even drank a little wine. Lots of
smoke and sparks flying up and dogs poking their heads everywhere and some
tried to eat the toasting forks and Andy melted a part of his boot on the
firepit. Kenny and the Florida Babels checked in and wished us a Merry
Christmas. Everyone went in about 10:15 PM, and I spent a while unwinding (some
Perry Mason) then went to bed at about 11 PM.
12/25/2020: Merry Christmas!
Awake at 5:30 AM. Prayers and Bible (the Nativity from Luke this morning).
Caught up diary. It’s now 6:36 AM, and I’m to go in at 9 AM to make the
traditional pancakes and eggs and bacon.
I worked on breakfast from 9
AM until about 10:30 AM, and it was the usual fine smoky business, with much
jockeying for pancakes as they came off the griddle and fried eggs as they got
better and better as my hand improved. Finally we had all eaten by 11 AM, and
we started handing the presents out. I got a light jacket, a Yeti cup, a
fruitcake, and a certificate from Susan and Andy for $100 services on Ebay.
During the rest of the day
there was playing video games, hanging around, and Kaitlyn and Ryan left about
2 PM, as K had to go back to work this evening. Later Kelsey and Ryan went out
visiting his folks and stayed overnight. I called John about 5 PM and wished
his folks the happy merry. I spent part of the evening with Susan making out
what I wanted to order, which she will do as soon as at the shop computer (more
secure). I’m finally getting those two seasons of Venture Bros, the 2020
Unfinished Tales, Tolkien the DVD, and Monster of Frankenstein
Volume One. Fiddled around until I went to bed.
2021
12/24/2021: Up a little
after 6 AM; did not watch the other half of cartoon reruns. Prayers and Bible.
Took out recycling and garbage, then went in, turned off the safety lights, and
fed the cat. Cleaned up some hairballs. Temperature only about 60 degrees.
Caught up diary, and now at 8 AM going to start making out Christmas
card/gifts. Unfolded the table and got to work. Done before 9 AM. Prayed the
Litany of the Sacred Heart. At noon made myself some dumplings for lunch.
Listening to Corey Olsen on Dante. About 2 PM John called ME, and we had a good
talk. Back to Dante. Everyone came home about 4 PM (S&A, Kam, Kelsey and
her Ryan, and Kaitlyn and her Ryan, and their dogs. We visited and ate pizza
and played games and watched Christmas shows until almost 11 PM, then I went in
for bed.
12/25/2021: Christmas Day!
Awake a little after 6 AM, then really awake about 7:30 AM. Prayers and Bible.
Got dressed. Ready to go in at 8:30 AM to start breakfast (pancakes, eggs,
bacon, and sausage). Cooked and cooked for over an hour, then ate, and we did
Christmas presents. After visiting some more, everybody went home about 1 PM. I
called John about 2 PM, then Kenny, who called me back at about 7 PM - 8 PM.
Rosary. Bed at about 11 PM.
2022
10/24/22: Did all the normal
morning stuff. Went in at 10 AM to start the deviled eggs, and soon thereafter
they began the Christmas exchange, with S&A, Ks&R, Kt&R, me and
Kameron. Most people got new shoes (nice but boring); I got a total of $100
(much needed at this time of month) and a new tumbler. Finished the eggs just
as Kaitlyn and Ryan left for his Dad’s for Christmas. Susan and Andy went to
JJ’s with Kelsey and Ryan (JJ is a divorced friend of Ryan’s Dad; apparently
his place is ‘Party House’).
About 3:30 PM I put the
tamales in the oven. As I was taking them out at 4:30 PM, the others came back
and started getting ready to go to Babeloth. We left, with me riding with Andy
in the wrecker. The country between was the typical Texas winter, bleak yet
somehow grand under the late long sun.
Arrived at John’s house. It
was great. They were all waiting on the porch with a firepit going. We went in
with the tamales and deviled eggs, and soon we were sitting down to supper,
including pit-smoked jalapeno poppers, deer sausage, some great chili that John
whipped up himself, chicken salad sandwiches, chips and dips, and so on. There
was Diet Cherry Coke for me. John turned on some classic Christmas shows on in
the background, including old commercials. The water was out for a while, but
that didn’t really affect much.
After the meal and visiting,
we got down to games. As Ryan and Morgandy weren’t playing, I was on the girl’s
team. We won, 3 to 0. Then we played one round of Crimes Against Humanity. We
finally convened a little before midnight; it turned 12 while we were on the
road. Very little traffic. In bed about 1 AM.
12/25/22: Up any old how at
5:30 AM; not really very sleepy. Despite some physical reluctance I prepared
and left for church at 8 AM; church started at 9 AM. Very nicely decorated, and
incense. Many Christmas songs for the hymns. Home a little before 11 AM. No
food in the house.
Went in at 1 PM, and they
were gone to JJ’s again. Kam home, of course. Had some leftover tamales and
some Cup o’ Noodles. While I was taking out some trash Andy came home for a bit
to run water in the pool and change laundry. I agreed to watch the water level
and let the dogs out again when done. Did so.
About 5:45 PM it was getting
darker and colder, so I went out to pen the Rotts up again. Kam was ready for
supper (he wanted them to bring him Whataburger). Andy came by to change the
wash. Kam and I had some tamales for supper. Went in and basically watched
Jimmy Akin (a four hour ‘Together at Christmas’) during which I fell
asleep.
2023
12/24/23: Woke up feeling
better. Prayers and Litany. Watched EWTN Mass at 7 AM. Ate a banana for
breakfast. About 12:30 PM Kameron came in and asked how I was feeling [I’d been
doing poorly] and I was able to tell him I was much better. Had a banana for
lunch. Pretty wet in the morning but cleared in the afternoon. Kind of moped
around much of the afternoon. Ryan T. and Oliver came over (Kaitlyn,
unfortunately, was feeling sick) and they all went to the Shanafelt family
gathering. They were back in the late afternoon, however. I was just about to
eat a bowl of pickle slices and mustard when Andy came in and asked if I wanted
to go to the Chinese buffet with them. I hesitated cautiously a bit but decided
to go. It was so good to see Oliver. Seeing a baby really makes it feel like
Christmas. We went, and Ollie had to have his diaper changed just as we got
there. John called to check in on me while that went on. We went in and for a
while Ollie couldn’t keep his eyes off me. He looked a little puzzled, even
gobsmacked. My second plate almost vanquished me, but I barely made it, so I
was obviously not 100%. My fortune: “Friendship is an ocean that you cannot see
the bottom [of].” We came home and I bid everyone good night. A bright, nearly
full moon. We made plans for 10 AM to start breakfast. Came in, watched more
DQ11. About 9 PM prayed Rosary. About 10:30 PM Kenny messaged all of us in
Texas and we messaged him back.
12/25/23: Christmas Day. I
woke up at 4 AM, said my daily prayers, read the daily Mass readings, made an
Act of Spiritual Communion, and prayed the Litany of the Sacred Heart. Almighty
God, we thank and praise You for the ever-giving, ever-living Gift of Your
Divine Son, conceived by the Holy Spirit and born of the Virgin Mary, and for
all our family, living, dead, or absent far away. We thank You, Lord, for all Your
bounties and mercies, and for seeing us through the tribulations of this year.
We thank You especially for the blessing we have all received through Oliver,
and for the deliverance of Kenny through his operations. We ask that You keep
us safe and bless us throughout the following year, that we may be together for
all times, and that we may bless You and praise You forevermore. In the Name of
the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.
And that, I think, will be
my prayer, also, if I am asked to pray today. It’s now almost 5 AM.
Went in a little early at
9:30 AM because the process of baking bacon was a little experimental to me.
Kaitlyn was there, joining Ryan and Oliver. I had started cooking when Kelsey
and Ryan arrived. There is something about having a baby around that makes
Christmas more Christmasy. He watched me all the time, so solemnly and so
puzzled, as if not sure of me at all. Making bacon, pancakes, eggs, and sausage
all at the same time, in the heat, with Kameron (with all the good will in the
world) distracting me every other minute or so, and nothing to sit down on, but
I came through with flying colors and a little assistance from Ryan H. There
was a minor miracle as for Hanukkah, in that the Pam Spray (which was low) did
not run out until I had finished with the pancakes. The bacon turned out
perfectly and most of the eggs had intact yolks. Success!
After we ate, we retired to
the sitting room and the presents were parceled out. First of all, we watched
Ollie as he frolicked among his many presents, including a push/bouncy/talking
scooter. Then we settled on opening the presents. I got “The Letters of JRRT”
(which I had asked Kaitlyn for), a fancy fruitcake from S&A (and $100), and
$50 from Kelsey and Ryan. We sat around and visited for a good while, then
about 4:30 PM (I think) Kaitlyn&Co packed up and headed out.
Kelsey&Ryan headed out soon after, while Susan and Andy cleaned up. I
retired to the guest house, and rested a while.
Back in at 6 PM (it was
already dark) to get a jug of water, which Kameron helped me with. Messaged
John and Kenny, sending them some pictures. As far as TV goes, Christmas is
over. Spent the evening (first) watching DQ11, then listening to Jimmy Akin’s “Along
Together for Christmas” on YT. Ordered a few groceries for tomorrow, to be
delivered between 12-1 PM. It’s now slightly after 10 PM, and I’m eating too
much Christmas chocolate.
2024
12/24/24: Christmas Eve. Up
at 2 AM. Did bits of straightening. PBL. Listening to Jimmy Akin on the Star of
Bethlehem. It’s now 3:12 AM.
Up again at 5 AM. Adan-12
and cartoons. Went out a couple of minutes before 7 AM, taking some stuff to
the recycle bin, and just I was checking my phone, saw that the delivery would
be here in zero seconds, and looked up to see him coming down the driveway.
Humped everything in. About 65 degrees.
Made myself some chicken
broccoli noodles with peas. Made post about 3 obscure old Christmas specials.
Kameron told me he was going to wait awhile to get the mail and bins; he and
Kelsey were working to get Andy some ‘snowmen’ for their video game. Rested a
bit. At 11 AM I went in to get the key to check the mail and bring the bins in;
Kam had finished and was about to go himself. Someone had already rolled the
recycle bin in, there was no mail, and the garbage men had not come yet.
S&A closed the shop at
noon and came home; Andy was leaf-blowing around the pool. About 2 PM I learned
they were eating out again, and I didn’t have to worry about making supper.
About 5 PM John and I messaged each other a bit; I had remembered our old toy
piano. Rosary.
Spent the evening puttering
around. Some Cup o’ Noodles for supper. Lay down early but awake again at 9:30
PM. Caught up diary. Looks like I don’t have to do any cooking tomorrow; they
are going out visiting.
12/25/24: Up at 4:30 AM.
PBL. Adam-12 and cartoons. Rosary at 7 AM. Since I hear Andy loading the
vehicle, so I took out a couple of Mom’s Avon pewter Christmas ornaments to
give to Kelsey and Kaitlyn. Made one pack of Knorr’s teriyaki noodles. They
leave about 8:30 AM. I kind of like this Christmas set-up: I don’t have to cook
or worry about traveling. Though I am a little nervous about being alone; what
if some crook decides this is a good time to burgle the house.
I lounge around, then take a
couple of bottles out to the recycle bin. The temps are in the low 60’s. No
blogpost today either.
Every Christmas is much the
same; every Christmas is very different. My Christmas this year was very calm
and very quiet. It has long been a tradition at Nolte Street that Susan and
Andy and their kids and their kids’ spouses would gather, first for a breakfast
of pancakes, fried eggs, and bacon, which I would prepare in enormous
quantities, and then we would all open presents. Well, this year they all went
to gather at Kaitlyn and Ryan’s house in San Antonio, which is most appropriate
as that is where the little kids are. I stayed at home, as I could not really
travel in their vehicle (too high, and I felt a little too queasy for the
trip); I didn’t have to cook, and I was able to keep an eye on the house.
Susan, Andy, and Kameron
returned in the late afternoon, and we all left to eat supper at the Grand
Buffet Restaurant (Chinese, Japanese, and Asian cuisine). As it was one of the
few eateries open at Christmas, you can imagine it was doing a brisk business.
I got a fortune cookie at the end of the meal, of course. My fortune read “You
will soon receive a gift with great gratitude.” And for once the fortune came
true, soon, and in spades.
Returning home we settled
down and opened our Christmas presents. I received $100, a 1 pound 12-ounce
fruitcake, and a microwave from Susan and Andy (they just found out I’d been
doing without a microwave for almost a year). That was surprising and
appreciated and received with quite a bit of gratitude. But I also got a couple
of books as gifts.
Beowulf: Translation and
Commentary, Revised and Expanded, Translated by Tom Shippey,
Edited by Leonard Neidorf (Uppsala Books, 2024). The main body is the poem Beowulf
in Anglo-Saxon, and on alternate pages is Shippey’s translation, informed by
his decades-long study of the poem. Almost 200 pages (a little under half of
the 430-page length) are notes and appendices. I am pleased as punch to get
this book; my appreciation of Tom Shippey has deepened over the past year.
Besides being a reading experience, it adds to my pile of both Shippey and
Beowulf books.
A Dictionary of Tolkien, by
David Day (Thunder Bay Press, 2024?) Well, yet another sausage grind from his
The Tolkien Bestiary, The A-Z of Tolkien, and Tolkien: An Illustrated
Encyclopedia. On the other hand, it does claim to have some new writing and
there are a few new illustrations (of no great skill or distinguished quality).
It is a beautifully bound book, and its size is much more handleable than my
old Tolkien Bestiary, whose cover is starting to crumble. And it has a
bookmark! All-in-all, I am pleased to have it, although it is not something I
would have bought myself (don’t particularly want to put any more money in
Day’s coffers). But it is still Tolkien, for a certain value of Tolkien. I
wouldn’t rely on it as a source, but it is a good-looking book. And I do love
expanding my Tolkien Archive. So, on the
balance, yes, I am grateful to receive it.
Notes
I was curious this morning to find out what I had recorded about past Christmas seasons, and thought, why else do I keep a Diary if not to find such stuff out. Wow. All the time from when Goose was a new puppy and to Ollie's earliest year, and now, this year, it will be little Julia's first Christmas. "Christmas succeeds Christmas, rather than the day it follows." -John Crowley.
Saturday, December 13, 2025
Wednesday, December 10, 2025
The Odd and Somewhat Distressing Tale of Mrs. Beasley (A Christmas Memory)
I probably don’t have to
explain Mrs. Beasley to a certain vintage of my peers. She was a doll owned by
Buffy on the show Family Affair (1966 -1971). As such, she was a
plaything, but also an imaginary friend whom Buffy pretended to talk to and whom
she supposed to have a life of her own. The idea of an imaginary friend was a
sort of uncanny concept to us when we were very young. Mrs. Beasley somehow
partook of the weirdness of voodoo dolls and ventriloquist dummies; this was
not helped by her wide-eyed stare of happy madness. We did develop our own
imaginary friends in time, but they were “imaginary imaginary friends”, if you
get my meaning. We were never deluded into actually believing they were real.
All of which would be
neither here nor there if it weren’t for one very early SMI Christmas party. It
was a grand bash held once a year at the enormous New Braunfels Wurstfest Hall.
Tables and benches filled the enormous space, barbecue plates and soda were
supplied, and every employee got gifts for himself and his wife, and a bag of
hard candy (I particularly loved the rare hard licorice candy, wrapped in
silver paper) or a book of Life Savers for each of his kids. There was an
enormous fake sausage at one end of the hall to explore and the grown-ups
danced and Santa appeared on a dais and was available for photo ops with the
kiddies. We still have several of those pictures. Christmas music was bellowed
over the loudspeakers, and I think this was the first place I ever heard Rockin’
Around the Christmas Tree. We just wandered around in a daze trying to
amuse ourselves in an atmosphere of beer drinking and cigarette smoke. There
was little adult supervision; we just had to remember where ‘our’ table was.
There was one other feature
of the party and this was the ‘drawing.’ As I recall it, there was a big pile
of prizes on a raised stage. Names were put in the tumbler and drawn, and the
winner could go home with a nice bonus present. I think you could choose it,
but it may have been more random than that. And here is where Mrs. Beasley
enters the tale. A Mrs. Beasley doll was quite prominent on the prize pile, and
I conceived a strange desire to have her and a wild hope that we might win her.
My parents, once I unveiled
this thought, were rather distressed. Pop, in particular; I can imagine what
dark suspicions seethed in his mind. Why would one of his sons want a doll? And
what would people think if he went up to claim such a prize? Everyone knew he
had only boys at the time; would he take a ribbing for harboring a sissy? The idea
was flat out denied. So why did I want a spooky Mrs. Beasley? I probably couldn’t
express exactly why even at the time.
I certainly didn’t want a ‘dolly’
for dress-ups or tea parties or anything like that, and I never would have
asked them to expend any actual money for Mrs. Beasley. Now, for free, sure
maybe, and she was the most interesting thing on the table. I’m rather ashamed
to say its rather feeble allure may have been mostly merchandising; if Mrs.
Beasley was in our grasp, we would be one degree closer to the glamorous world
of television, a tangible link to the TV Time Loop. Perhaps we could bestow it as a present on one of our cousins
and win kudos that way. But only after prising those square glasses off her
face for use as a prop in our own toy ‘adventures’, perhaps perched on Chester
O’Chimp’s nose.
In the end, we were all spared the embarrassment. Pop did not win the drawing for Mrs. Beasley (I have the vague impression he got something else, but I can’t tell you at this distance what it might have been), and the incident was put behind us. I don’t think it helped my reputation as a shy, strange boy very much, except to reinforce it. But it is a very early example of my franchise involvement and toy fixation.
Monday, December 8, 2025
"I Want My Granny's Records"
I mentioned a few posts ago
in November Nanny’s Christmas records. Today by pure chance one came up in my queue
on You Tube. I recognized it immediately. I always knew her records were part
of a larger series; a bit of research filled out the history. “A series of 7 Christmas albums produced
exclusively for Firestone Tire and Rubber Company between 1962 and 1968.” They
are all available to listen to on You Tube. She had Volumes 3 and 4. Where they are now and who has them, I don't know. But I can listen to the whole series now.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o_V_br4i-yo&list=RDo_V_br4i-yo&start_radio=1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hWURmvE7EzU&list=RDo_V_br4i-yo&index=2
Wednesday, December 25, 2024
My Christmas 2024
Every Christmas is much the
same; every Christmas is very different. My Christmas this year was very calm
and very quiet. It has long been a tradition at Nolte Street that Susan and
Andy and their kids and their kids’ spouses would gather, first for a breakfast
of pancakes, fried eggs, and bacon, which I would prepare in enormous
quantities, and then we would all open presents. Well, this year they all went
to gather at Kaitlyn and Ryan’s house in San Antonio, which is most appropriate
as that is where the little kids are. I stayed at home, as I could not really
travel in their vehicle (too high, and I felt a little too queasy for the
trip); I didn’t have to cook, and I was able to keep an eye on the house.
Susan, Andy, and Kameron
returned in the late afternoon, and we all left to eat supper at the Grand
Buffet Restaurant (Chinese, Japanese, and Asian cuisine). As it was one of the
few eateries open at Christmas, you can imagine it was doing a brisk business.
I got a fortune cookie at the end of the meal, of course. My fortune read “You
will soon receive a gift with great gratitude.” And for once the fortune came
true, soon, and in spades.
Returning home we settled
down and opened our Christmas presents. I received $100, a 1 pound 12 ounce
fruitcake, and a microwave from Susan and Andy (they just found out I’d been
doing without a microwave for almost a year). That was surprising and
appreciated and received with quite a bit of gratitude. But I also got a couple
of books as gifts.
Beowulf: Translation and
Commentary, Revised and Expanded, Translated by Tom Shippey,
Edited by Leonard Neidorf (Uppsala Books, 2024). The main body is the poem Beowulf
in Anglo-Saxon, and on alternate pages is Shippey’s translation, informed by
his decades-long study of the poem. Almost 200 pages (a little under half of
the 430-page length) are notes and appendices. I am pleased as punch to get
this book; my appreciation of Tom Shippey has deepened over the past year.
Besides being a reading experience, it adds to my pile of both Shippey and
Beowulf books.
A Dictionary of Tolkien, by David Day (Thunder Bay Press, 2024?) Well, yet another sausage grind from his The Tolkien Bestiary, The A-Z of Tolkien, and Tolkien: An Illustrated Encyclopedia. On the other hand, it does claim to have some new writing and there are a few new illustrations (of no great skill or distinguished quality). While I confess that it has always been hard to capture a likeness of the Professor, it has the worst portrait of him I have ever seen. It is a beautifully bound book, and its size is much more handleable than my old Tolkien Bestiary, whose cover is starting to crumble. And it has a bookmark! All-in-all, I am pleased to have it, although it is not something I would have bought myself (don’t particularly want to put any more money in Day’s coffers). But it is still Tolkien, for a certain value of Tolkien. I wouldn’t rely on it as a source, but it is a good-looking book. And I do love expanding my Tolkien Archive. So on the balance, yes, I am grateful and happy to receive it, though it may not exactly sound like it (lot of qualifiers there!).
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
Washed-Out Christmas Memories
Not all Christmas specials
have had the wide popularity and repeated viewings of the Rankin/Bass specials,
or Charlie Brown, or the Grinch. Here are three (kind of obscure?) ones that
are a tickle in my memory, that still at least evoke the milieu of my
childhood.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=drZWKAynlzs
Raggedy Ann and Andy in The
Great Santa Claus Caper (1978), by Chuck Jones. Jones created a
dog for the dolls, Raggedy Arthur, who went on to become an established feature
of the Raggedy franchise. Raggedy Ann and Andy (June Foray and Daws Butler)
must foil Alexander Graham Wolf (who looks and talks like Wile E. Coyote but
has a red nose like Ralph Wolf) who wants to encase every toy in an unbreakable
plastic coating called Gloopstik, which will make them last forever but will
make them unplayable. Talk about Mint-in-Box. After Arthur is encased in
Gloopstik, they find that love will break the material. Wolf repents his ways
and leaves before Santa can discover his schemes. Santa and his elves are all
designed in Jones’s ultra cutesy style; in fact, I find the whole special most
interesting to me as an example of the famous animator’s work.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-pfUjNvtVs
Before there was A
Christmas Story (1983), there was A Christmas Story (1972), an
animated special by Hanna-Barbera. Goober the dog and Gumdrop the mouse find
Timmy’s unmailed letter to Santa and must deliver it before Christmas. Three
songs in the special were later re-used in the 1977 A Flintstone Christmas
and another in the 1980 Yogi’s First Christmas. It came out the same
year as HB’s The Thanksgiving That Almost Wasn’t; both have that early
Seventies vibe to me.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vmQe72ozeA
The Bear Who Slept Through
Christmas (1973) was produced by Depatie-Freleng and aired on NBC.
Ted E. Bear (Tommy Smothers) is curious about Christmas and decides to go in
search of it, rather than conform and hibernate like all of the other bears. By
the time he reaches the human world and a house where they celebrate Christmas,
he falls asleep under the tree and becomes a little girl’s teddy bear present.
I always wondered what would happen when he woke up. Also with the voices of
Arte Johnson, Casey Kasem, and Robert Holt (look him up, he had quite a cartoon
career).
Sunday, December 22, 2024
The DVD Archive: March of the Wooden Soldiers
Babes in Toyland (1934). AKA
March of the Wooden Soldiers
I
was going over several Christmas movies in my head, and I was surprised that I
hadn’t listed March of the Wooden Soldiers among my DVDs. I was further
surprised when I found out I hadn’t listed it anywhere on the blog. So here it
is. It is almost by courtesy a holiday movie, played around both Thanksgiving
and Christmas. It has gone by many titles. It is both a Laurel and Hardy film
and a children’s film, and it doesn’t quite succeed as either. Oh, it’s not
terrible. It’s a strange, fever-dream of a movie, almost odder than the old
black-and-white Alice in Wonderland of the year before.
The story takes place in Toyland, a realm of nursery
rhymes, fairy tales, and children’s games. Ollie Dee and Stanley Dum work for
the Toymaker, a man who supplies all of Santa’s toys. They must try to save
their landlady Mother Peep (the Old Woman in the Shoe) from being booted out of
her house by Silas Barnaby (the Crooked Man), who wants to marry Bo-peep, who
prefers Tom Tom the Piper’s Son. After the duo foil Barnaby’s plots, the villain
tries to lead an invasion of Toyland by the Bogeymen from the dark side of
children’s imagination. But that fails when Laurel and Hardy activate a
life-size troop of wooden soldiers that they have accidentally produced at the
Toy Factory and drive the Bogeymen and Barnaby away.
“Based on Victor
Herbert's popular 1903 operetta Babes in Toyland,” Walt Disney personally
approved the appearance of Mickey
Mouse (the Mouse Who Ran Up the Clock) in the film along
with the use of the song "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad
Wolf?" for the especially nightmare-inducing Three Pigs.
There are some songs that do not seem aimed at a child audience which stop the
action dead and seem to last forever.
The libretto was developed
into at least three other productions,
by Disney in 1961 (with Ray Bolger as Silas Barnaby; we had a song from
it on a record, a story in the big Storyland anthology, and a comic in the Walt
Disney Digests, though I don’t remember ever watching the film), another a TV
movie by Disney in 1986 (with Drew Barrymore and Keanu Reeves), and an animated
MGM one in 1997 (some voices by Charles Nelson Reilley, Jim Belushi, and
Christopher Plummer – how’s that for eclectic?). Characters, events, and
relationships vary for each one as the libretto is adapted. Perhaps one day,
someone will do it really right.
From Babes in Toyland (1934)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtUQIfa9byM
From Babes in
Toyland (1961)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bDP0TWJSgDI
Castle in Spain by
Buster Poindexter
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e3idwH42hQk
The Christmas That
Almost Wasn’t But Then Was, Simpsons Parody
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mug1B1hBt5k
Saturday, December 21, 2024
An Ornamental Memory
Wednesday, December 18, 2024
Wideo Wednesday: Singing Carols
Ebenezer Scrooge (Teresa
Brewer)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mo_QdtpGyc
We’re Despicable (Mr.
Magoo’s Christmas Carol, 1962)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cY2GB47cabs
Thank You Very Much, Mr.
Scrooge (Scrooge, 1970)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dkq7WZTzkLQ
I Wear a Chain (The
Stingiest Man in Town, 1978)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3mmu4znI-zs&list=PL_2jZnipHnMKhdEiH7bUDyoraEdU_WJ36&index=7
God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen
(A Christmas Carol, 1999)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJpCUMdYPyk
Good King Wenceslas (A
Muppet Christmas Carol, 1987)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owWfN6-9hAQ&list=PL95B02D6E9667F567&index=7
Mr. McGrew’s Christmas Carol
(The Simpsons)
Monday, December 16, 2024
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