Yes, this is totally excessive. Yes, I totally get it and totally love it. Yes, I hope you think of me when you listen to it. No, I don’t do heroin No, I can’t justify this thing’s existence. No, I’m not mad that you didn’t listen to the whole thing.
Fantasy Vs Reality: Christmas Edition!
[Note: There are no other editions. Yet.]
Fantasy: Jesus of Nazareth was born on December 25th. Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Nine”
This will be my last month to receive Rolling Stone magazine. I would renew, if it wasn’t for the fact that Rolling Stone is written by imbeciles and edited with the discerning eye of an eleven-year-old girl’s ICarly diary. Why did I have it in the first place, you ask? Secret Christmas, that’s why! Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Ten”
[Note: The Pirate George has been beset with illness today. In lieu of his illness, please watch the most innappropriate Christmas song ever put to voice and video. Not suitable for any situation whatsoever(NSFASW)] Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Eleven”
The Christmas tradition I miss most is making cookies with my Grandma Carney.
Although I’m sure that cookies for the holidays is quite traditional, the feeling of tradition I’m speaking of is more personal than global. The current global traditions surrounding Christmas cookies is a good one: The Baking Exchange, where you bake your specialty and swap them with others. But the tradition of cooking with Grandma Carney had a special resonance: I was allowed in the kitchen. Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Twelve”
(Note: this day is dedicated to John Sewell (the one in England. I have two…), in thanks for letting me bug him about cultural topics. And for not having me assassinated for calling him Johnny Seaweed. Thanks, John, for great musical introductions, superfluous “u”‘s, and tolerance. Happy Christmas.)
1. The Ashen Faggot
Yes, you can say it out loud; it’s a real thing. Wassailers(think “drunk carolers”) carry around a bundle of sticks from an ash tree, which is ceremoniously tossed into the fire. When one of the willow stems that bind the sticks burns and pops? Drink! Nothing says “Happy Birthday, Jesus” like fortified cider punch and fire. Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Thirteen – Gimme 5: British Christmas Traditions”
What in the world do you eat for Christmas dinner? Let me get all Jacob Marley on you and take you to Christmas Day, 1999. Hope you brought your appetite…
MEAL ONE: WEST FORK, ARKANSAS Continue reading “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Fourteen”