Is it me, or does everyone pretty much hate the holidays? I know we're supposed to like them, but all I ever hear is people complaining about:
- the shopping
- the crass commercialism
- the Walmart TV commercials during baseball season
- the expense
- the travel
- the weather
- the overeating
- the family
- the cheesy sweaters and ties
- the office parties (though the recession has done away with these quite effectively)
I'm not trying to be all scroogy, but I am not sure I know anyone who actually enjoys the holidays.
Except Haiku Harry. Nothing brings him greater joy than to leave a plate of fresh sushi and a bottle of cold, unfiltered sake under the bonsai tree for "Super Special Turbo Sleigh Guy" - Japan's answer to St. Nick.
So while Harry prepares for the holidays, let's take a stroll down memory lane, haiku style, and see if we can avoid passing by Tiger's house, for fear of getting hit by his car. Or a flying golf club. Or both.
Global warming must be stopped.
Please: wait 'til summer.
Big snowstorm arrives.
Wind, frigid cold, accidents.
We want climate change!
Barack in Oslo,
accepts the Nobel Peace Prize.
"Now, back to the wars!"
Goldman just says "no".
Top execs get no bonus.
How will they survive?
As you schlepp around this weekend doing holiday preparation stuff, just keep the following thought close to your heart and the true spirit of Christmas and Hanukkah will keep you going:
"No matter how hard life is and regardless of earthly concerns like money and jobs, take comfort in what truly matters: family, love and the joyous realization that you're not Tiger Woods."