Showing posts with label christmas. Show all posts
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Monday, July 6, 2026

A Poem for Christmas in July


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

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.

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


Snow 1973

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!).


Taking a Holiday

 


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

 


It was the '73-'74 school year and I was in Fourth Grade at McQueeney Elementary. My teacher was Mrs. Bratton; I think I have mentioned elsewhere that she was the Miss Othmar to my Linus. We had been Jehovah's Witnesses for almost three years (three years is a significant amount of time; for instance,  when you are nine years old; it is 1/3 of your life). Christmas time was always fraught for us, both at school and personally, when the heart yearned for celebration, color, community, and of course presents. We were not absolutely cold turkey on the subject; we still watched all the Christmas specials and attended the SMI Christmas Party (with its free meal, presents for the workers, and free candy for the kids, it would have been financially foolish not too). But there were no presents to be unwrapped, no home decorations, no wishing anybody Merry Christmas or even Happy Holidays, without it being a moral quandary. At school it just made you odd.

So you can imagine my mixed feelings when Mrs. Bratton gave everyone in our class a little satiny ornament like this with each student's name on it in glitter. Could I accept it? I felt I had to. Did I want to accept it? I absolutely did. It was a momento from my favorite teacher, my crush; although part of a class-wide presentation it had MY name on it. It made me feel 'seen', to use the phrase. Not only as part of all the other kids, but apart from them, even apart from my brothers, a beloved unit but all too often seen as 'the herd'. My own name there, written in golden glitter. My mother was not so deep in JW brainwashing that she had the heart to make me throw it away, but of course we had no Christmas tree to hang it on. It was stowed away.

When we came back to Christmas sometime in the late Seventies I could at last hang it up. Through the years it has become a little battered and worn, but not bad for a cheap little something over half a century old. It's 'silk' is unraveling a bit amd it lost its original little loop to attach the hook. That has been replaced with a yarn bookmark that belonged to Mike, one of his own sentimental Christmas presents, attached with a pushpin. Once I pass there will be little reason for anyone to keep it anymore: it is one of those 'Tragic Treasures' that has no real value except to me. There are few things I would regret the loss of more; it is irreplaceable. But the memory is the important part. And here it is. 

Wednesday, December 18, 2024

Wideo Wednesday: Singing Carols


There are innumerable adaptations of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol, and as one might expect from the title, many of them are musicals. I think the first adaptation we ever saw was the acting out of "Ebenezer Scrooge" on Captain Kangaroo (with Mr. Green Jeans as Scrooge and Mr. Bunny Rabbit as one all-purpose Ghost, if I remember correctly). There was sure to be one heart-warming song, one desolate repentant song, and one or two actual Christmas carols. "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" (yes, that's the correct punctuation) and "Good King Wenceslas" are favorites. Villain songs (like "We're Despicable") might accent the darker elements of the tale. Here are a few I've plucked off of YouTube, plus Mr. McGrew's Christmas Carol from The Simpsons for good measure.

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)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yUmL0SOPUG8

 

Monday, December 16, 2024

Wanted: Naughty or Nice

 












Besides more variations of Santa and Krampus, there are also Christmas Elves and Nutcrackers in this line. Very unlikely I'll ever get any of these, but they sure are cool.

Sunday, December 15, 2024