You Can Never Go Home

For most of what has been the Holiday Season, I have not felt in the holiday spirit. I have been, for the most part nervous and edgie. My socials skills have not been the best and a few times I have been rude. When this happens this usually means I'm uncomfortable. I discussed this with my parents and they said that technically I have no home at the moment. I'm on the verge of moving out, though I do come home on weekends, but either way when I stay to long I begin to miss the other place. I had the same problem during exams with serious homesickness, at one point I didn't even want to go back to University but I don't want to live at my old home either.

So anyways, as with all Christmas posts, I'm going to give a list of all the stuff I got. Since I had only two things that I praticularly wanted, and I got both of those I suppose it was a good year. I might not ask for anything next Christmas, but that dosn't seem likely. So here's the list

• The Films of Alejandro Jodorowsky box set
• Carnivale Season 2
• The Penguin Book of Hebrew Verse
• Hiro Bobblehead
• A Confession, by Leo Tolstoy
• A book about books
• Two note books
• New Pencils
• The Traditional Terry's Chocolate Orange
• Three sweaters
• 25 dollars worth of Itunes I have yet to spend
• The Graveyard Book, by Neil Gaiman

That's all I can remember, but I like lists and this is something that I do at Christmas and Birthdays or when I buy used books.

Christmas Eve '08

Well I had to blog about this eventually, it's Christmas Eve and tomorrow all the kiddies who have well-off parents are going to wake up to see Santa Claus has left them presents. It's a time or warmth and cheer, and as such I feel especially uncomfortable when family members argue loudly about really minor stupid things like cleaning rooms and stuff. Mind you, I would probubly find it annoying if they were overtly cheery on Christmas, but still we'res the Christmas cheer.

I'm starting to think that the entire idea of Merry Christmases are something that big buisness has sold us on. I hate to get all Marxist, but I'm probubly going to blame the Catholic Church on this one too, since they were the guys who organzied Christmas as Jesus' birthday, but they arn't as guilty as big buisness.

Besides that, I'm not really concerned with Christmas. The entire holiday just sort of snuck up on me. Now it's all in my face and I'm thinking shouldn't I be more excited. I don't really feel excited at the idea of getting swag tomorrow. Earlier this year I even considered not getting anything. You know, just not getting any actual presents. For myself mind you, but I caved because well, free stuff.

Well, that's all I have. It's the Christmas season, emotionally unsatisfied, getting presents.

Christmas Card from Tom Waits

Hey everybody, it's Tom Waits!

Post-Christmas Social Hangover

I really do believe that I shall come to loath the Holidays. If it wasn't for the presents I'd throw the entire thing away, and because I am so hard to buy for I think I may just pull out of the entire thing. Plus an article in Adbusters made me feel guilty, I don't know where that will lead. Probably nowhere.

So, I'll go over the big list of what I got for Christmas. Here goes.

• From Sprite I got a new note book and new pencils, kind of an obvious gift for me but I will be needing a new notebook soon and it is a damn fine notebook at that.
• From Delila I got a copy of The Big Lebowski. (Oh Yeah!) That was one of my favorite gifts.
• The Selected Poetry of Walt Whitman
• The Selected Poetry of Lord Byron
• A Worst-Case Scenario Daily Calendar
• A Terry's Chocolate Orange (ate it)
• Oriental Incense
• Hemp chap stick and face wash
• Donnie Darko on DVD (not director's cut however)
• A Christmas Story on DVD
• The Hunter's Lullaby, which is a CD by Raine Maida who was the guy from Our Lady Peace I think. I didn't ask for it but it's still pretty cool.
• A Digital Camera
• One of those hats that everyone in Fargo had on.
• The New Hunter S. Thompson biography
• A book of Ralph Steidman's art
• A Dolphin thing to relax me
• $50 Dollar Gift Certificate for the Book Vault which will probably go to Books 6 and 7 of the Invisibles

I may have forgotten some stuff, but that's basically what I got.

Thoughts on Christmas and December 23, 2012

Well, I got what what I consider my first Christmas present. The bad thing is that one of them didn't work. My cousin got a database of songs from his Itunes so I could transfer it to my Ipod. It transfered, but I couldn't get at it for some reason. But, I did get the new biography of Hunter S. Thompson, which is cool.

So I was Christmas Shopping when I went into a store and talked to the people there a bit. For some reason, December 23 2012 came up. As my regular readers should know, that is the date that the world is expected to end. The people there however, said that it was going to be the date that something really good will happen that will change everything for the better. After thinking about it, I decided that they may have a point. Not only is it nicer to think this could be the dawning of the Age of Aquarius (Aquar-E-Uuuuus), if enough people believe it, then it may just come true. If not, then maybe we could start it ourselves.

Well, ether way we are not four year away from seeing if it will happen. So keep watching the skys.

Technically my last day of School

Well, tomorrow is basically my school's annual Christman and teacher-student hormonefest, so I'm skipping. And I can just go up to the teachers and say "I'm not going to school tomorrow because I don't want to go to an assembly and hockey game." So tomorrow it's officially the Holidays for Writer.

Sorry I havn't posted in awhile, but I've been really busy with my homework. I've been spending this week getting the rough draft for my essay done. It tends to get a bit new agey and mystical at times, so it might not win. But I still have confidence on getting a good mark.

On a more negative note, my laptop isn't working. The little button in the middle that's the mouse keeps going over to one corner and I have to fight it to get it back. This frustrates me because I really need to write my novel and all my information is on that. And even without that I have to write computer stuff down here or on paper. Paper I think I can do, but I'm running low and I need my laptop back soon so I can write on my favoured tool.

Well, I'm out of stuff to talk about. I'll write back to you guys soon.

Christmas List

1. A Digital Camera
2. The Big Lebowski DVD
3. The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Black Dossier
4. The Invisbles, Vol 6&7 (Kissing Mr. Quimper and The Invisible Kingdom), by Grant Morrison
5. A Terry's Chocolate Orange
6. Move Under Ground, by Nick Mamatas
7. The First Third, by Neal Cassady
8. Spiritual Fulfilment

And that's all I've got for now. I'll probubly come up with some more ideas later.

Merry Christmas from me and all my imaginary freinds

Well, it’s Winter Solistice once again. I’d like to thank my various gods, The Mother Goddess, Nharra Darkraven, Awran Fireeyes and Gharlan Goldenhair. I also think I should put Dana and Ka Lynn Apexet on this list, even though I don’t actually worship them. I send them a keg of the finest Chorian beer every year and that’s about it. I’d also like to thank my family and freinds for all there love and support. You have all shown great honour this year. May the Goddess smile on you guys. Have a bountiful Winter Solstice.
-Ralph, tawaze warrior/explorer/scholar/poet, patron of the Ralph bloodline. Coincidental Apexet Saint.

Howdy. This is my grooviness Naos Ben-David, the Trickster King coming at you from Canada. I’d like to wish all yous guyzo’s a great an bountiful season with much fun and postitive vibes, whatever holiday you celebrate.
-His Grooviness Naos Ben-David, Herald of the Grail and founder of Awakenism

Merry Christmas everyone. Bush, I’ll be seeing you at the end of your term.
-Helen X, Devine consort of his Grooviness. Spirit of Vengeance

This holiday has been going on long before the birth of Jesus. Even before the pagans and Zoroastrians that came before, the inhabitants of At’lan, Hyborea and the land you call Lemuria celebrated a holiday at around this time. Mind you the Hyborean one involved human sacrifice.
Either way, I’m Muslim and don’t celebrate Christmas. My wife happens to be a Christian however. I’m not currently experiencing any real religious holidays myself at the moment. So, have a good holiday season, whatever religion you may follow

-Ar’Ehdo Mohammad Islam, Immortal Guardian of the human race

Hey, Lucifer here. Me and all the folks at with the Golden Rose Foundation would like to wish you a merry Christmas. And don’t worry, were taking care of that whole Worlds-going-to-end-on-December-22-2012 thing.
-Lucifer "King Peacock." AKA Prometheus. Angel with free-will.

Happy pagan holiday, white savages.
-The Runner.

Hey, like Ralph I’d like to wish everyone a Happy Winter Solstice. I’d also like to say screw the Babylonian Brethren and the Bush administration and all those Christian fundamentalist you have on the telly. We all know your in league with Haikren Ye’Dozrak guys, so quite the whole preacher thing. And Alan Moore, I want royalties for that Constantine guy. If your going to make a rip of off the Blackwright family the least you could do is him Irish. And we don’t wear trench coats, that’s the Howler family. And we're smart enough to know not to summon demons, and that movie sucked the books were better. Completely different family. And Mel Gibson, don’t screw the Jews. The Jews have done more for this species then you’ll ever know you Hollywood (the rest is about people he hates, curses to various organizations and a ten-page rant about how Crowley didn’t know squat)
-Jack Blackwright, changeling sorcerer. Patron of the Blackwright family. Cranky old man.

We’d like to thank Writer for having us over. We bless your holiday.
Alright, say something that isn’t godly.
Why me?
I don’t know?
Isn’t this conversation ungodly?
It don’t seem very divine if that’s what your saying?
Writer, your not writing this down are you?
No.
That’s good. Okay, So say something.
You say something?
I don’t know what to say. We don’t even celebrate Christmas. We’re not even Christian. How can you be Christian if your already a god?
Is Jesus Christian?
Nah, Ralph says he’s Jewish.
Oh, what would Ralph know about that, he’s pagan. Writer are you sure your not typing this down.
Of course I’m not.
Alright. So, what are we going to say.
Well, we might as well wish everyone a merry Apexet Rising day.
They don’t celebrate that, and there is a small chance that an Apexetist is reading this.
Let’s just do this.
Alright, we wish you a blessed Apexet Rising day.
There, it’s done. Writer, you didn’t write any of that conversation stuff down.
No.
-Dana and Ka Lynn Apexet. Co-God Empresses of the Dvekti people. Every Christian Fundamentalists nightmare (A homosexual couple that also happens to be gods)

Yeah. It's Christmas. Opened my presents while ago. Didn't get that copy of Oriental Adventures I wanted, but my parents got me some really cool stuff. I have a new housecoat I'm wearing right at this moment. I also got a portable DVD player, the entire series of Firefly (14 episodes), The Blues Brothers and Serenity to watch on it. I also got a Monty Python calendar, some chocolate and Bruce Springsteen's Born to Run. Great album. Oh, and I got Neil Gaiman's 1602, which is basically the Marvel universe in the year 1602. It's pretty cool, even though I didn't really want it. I also got some new clothes.

So, Merry Christmas everyone. Happy New Year, and may you have twice the number and all that. Anarchy!

-Writer, the writer

Christmas Eve '06

I shaved.

I didn't want to and I got myself nicked. Well, I lie, my dad did all the actual work, since my former beard has had a pretty good run and got pretty thick. Why would I get a shave you ask? Well, my mom really wanted me to get one and I couldn't find the right cented candles. I can assure my readers this will be the last time I get a shave, because I hate the entire process.

Well, Christmas is almost here and we still don't have any snow. I keep on thinking of Frosty the Snowman. Anybody see that old Christmas special about Frosty the Snowman, about how he has to get to the North Pole or melt. Well, know with global warming and everything, the North Pole is slowly melting. So, Frosty is know at risk again. Somehow this makes me sad, because somepart of me is worried about that poor Snowman. Maybe it's just some part of my childhood dying. I'm not sure.

I just read the post I did last Christmas Eve. Here's a copy.

It’s Christmas Eve. All my imaginary friends are here, which is strange because I don’t think any of them are christian. Naos was brought up Jewish and Hanukkah is starting tomorrow, but other then that it’s just my family and me.

Anyway, today I got up at about nine and spent most of the day just fiddling around. I went to church today. I just got back in a few minutes in fact. We are going to open our presents from each other, and I understand that my parents are giving us clothing. The Santa Claus presents are going to be tomorrow. Let’s hope he supplies the Dungeons and Dragons Books.

On another note, my little sister Sprite brought up the fraise "Zero is Hero. First is Worst,". I don’t like this frace because it makes me feel uncomfortable. It sounds like she is trying to be confrontational and I don’t like that. It is very mean.

Well, anyway she you tomorrow. Naos says Evenin’ Govnah

I don't think much is different. We're going to go to a different church. We might be watching A Charlie Brown Christmas, which is good. I havn't seen it yet. I'll also be able to catch a Christmas Story on TBS tomorrow.

For some reason, me and my sisters are getting on our nerves even more then usual. It's causing me great stress. I don't know how it's going for Delila, who is being the largest cause of social disorder in the family thus far is taking this. Maybe I'm just loosing that Christmas magic that kids seem to have. It's like I'm living in a Christmas special or something. If I am then I can count on finding my Christmas spirit again though, which would be nice.

I am Free. I am Free (and freedom has the taste of Christmas without snow, Sigh)

So I was getting ready to make today's post when I see that they are out of beta. As many bloggers should know, blogger beta is the new thing that came up awhile ago. What they mean by being out of it I have no idea. I'm a little annoyed at this development because they shouldn't run out. How can you run out of data? Somebody get me a computer geek to explain this.

So anyways, I am free from the confines of the oppresive school tyranny, huzah! Today, I have spent my time hanging with my little cousins and pretending to be a delivery pirate, i.e. pirates who do deliveries. Whatever pirates deliver I don't know. I figure it's rum or something.

As I said, this isn't technically part of my first day of Christmas vacation. I got the day off because of the sheer pointlessness of todays proceedings. First, there's an assembly (gag) or as I like to think of them, mass nationalism-trainings. Second, there's a student-teacher hockey game, which I care even less for. Especially the big deal they make out of it. They do this whole Coach's Corner thing, the teachers generally bad mouth the student team. I have enough trouble standing through the national anthem. They did loose the CD yesterday though, unfortunatly this just lead to some girl coming on and singing the entire thing without the hope of a technical error. Cure you Gods. Cures you! So, like many other kids, I skipped and hung out at my aunt and uncles. I also broke my high score on computer pinball.

Anyway, today I will celebrate my getting a bunch of movies for me and my family to watch, and in family I mean me, my dad and Delila(my sister). I'm thinking I should pick up Pulp Fiction, for some action and then maybe a comedy of somekind. I'm also a bit curious on Yellow Submarine, if only because I suspect this to be the favorite movie of Naos Ben-David. I'll have to check.

Here's my own version of that thing Shelia has up on her blog.

1. Hot Chocolate or Egg Nog? Hot Chocolate.
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? The presents are wrapped by the gnomes. Santa does deliver presents to my house wrapped however.
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white lights? I don't know.
4. Do you hange mistletoe? No, to much risk of kissing my sisters.
5. When do you put your lights up? If I could I'd put them up in the living room or den or something all year round. Sadly, I must wait until I get my own place.
6. What is your favorite holiday dish? Stuffing
7. Favorite holiday memory? Hm. Just the idea of sitting around a tree getting presents. Merges into itself really.
8. When did you know the truth about Santa? That he was a half-alien shaman? Last Christmas. I can't say anything else.
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Just clothes.
10. How do you decorate your Christmas tree? Little glass bells with otters in them.
11. Snow, love it or dread it? I wish I hade snow. It's all gone.
12. Can you ice skate? Hate it, so no.
13. Do you remember your favorite gift? I'm going to say the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Or maybe my Mp3 player.
14. What's the most important thing? Sweet Holiday Ok-ness
15. What is your favorite holiday dessert? Pie. Anykind of pie. Except Rhubarb
16. What is your favorite holiday tradition? Every single one of my imaginary freinds coming over to stay at my place. Weird, since few of them are actually Christian.
17. What tops your tree? Star.
18. Which do you prefer, giving or recieving? Both is fine, just as long as I recieve.
19. What is you favorite Christmas song? You're all going to hate me for this, but Santa got run over by my Chevi. I heard it on Little Steven's Underground Garage last week and for some reason I loved it. I also like Chipmunk's Roasting on an Open Fire.
20. Candy canes, yuck or yum? Me, I don't care either way.

Two days until Christmas Vacation, also includes upcoming plans and a review of Clerks

So, awhile back I wrote about the unknown territory that is sex and women. My mom has gotten ahold of this and this scared her or something. We had a breif discussion and now we arn't going to talk about it until it comes up next.

Anyway, we are approaching the beginning of the Chirstmas holidays. For your normal kid, you would have about three more days, but since the only thing happening is an assembly(which I hate) and the annual school class devision tournament (teacher/student hockey game, which I also hate), I will be givin the right to skip the entire day. The only problem is what am I going to do with all my free-time. I'm probubly going to go to my grandma's unless anything interesting turns up. I don't think I should stay home because I see no real point. I also don't see myself hanging around downtown all day. The idea of leaving town for Toronto or something is out of the question, as I don't have any means of transportation, nore do I have any back up for a trip to a big city. So, it's looking like a trip to Grandma's.

I'm not sure I want to go to Grandma's that much. There's not really alot to do except hang around with my baby cousin and maybe read a book or something. I could also watch TV, which I can do at home. I suppose that if I don't come up with something better I'll go there anyway.

In other news, I have officially seen the movie Clerks. It's a pretty funny movie about a day in the life of two guys named Dante and Randal who work as clerks, hense the title. The characters are pretty interesting, if not the best examples of humanity. Dante is trapped into his existance for fear of bringing instability to his life, Randal is odviously a sociopath who insults anyone who comes into the video store he works at (when he works there, for most of the film he hangs out with Dante, ignoring his duties). There isn't really a plot as such, as it is really a day when alot of bad, yet amusing things happen to the people. Also, Jay and Silent Bob are in it. They spend most of the movie outside the building being Jay and Silent Bob.

That's it. I'm going know because I don't know what else to write. Pay attention to my DeviantArt account for I will be posting new art, hopefully by Thursday. If not, well I'll figure something out.

The Craziest Days of the Craziest Month of the Craziest Year in Christendom

According to science-fiction Writer-Gods, Robert A. Heinlein and Spider Robinson, this time in human history will be known as the crazy years, and future generations (if any) will look back on us and say how the hell did we survive? or See, this is why we didn't survive and are living a million miles underground, Damn you, Twelve Monkeys. So any way, since the Christian west pretty much controls the rest of the world, and Christmas is coming up all the people are going crazy. Like many things, I blame this on Reptilian alien-demons from alternate earths of strife and destruction. You'll learn more about these guys once I get around to writing Song of the Sixties.

Anyways, I'm not really envolved in this mad shopping and I'm not really sure that I want too. I like getting stuff for Christmas, but I'm not sure this is right. I'm not even sure Jesus wants us to worship him, let alone go crazy on the day that we say it's his birthday. (It happens to be the same birthday as Osiris and Dionysus, also guys who came back from the dead for the good of humanity. May just be when they all go out for coffee who cares?).

I was thinking maybe I could get around this by writing everyone a story. It dosn't have to cost me any money and it comes from the heart, which is alot more sincere then an Ipod. The only problem is that I'm not sure that everyone would enjoy a story I wrote. My little sister had this whole thing about me writing the word damn in a story. What do you guys think