A no-list new year.

The week between Christmas and New Year is an extended version of Easter Saturday: the hiatus between “then” and “what is to come”. I suppose for many of us it’s a time to sort the wrapping paper into the ripped-beyond-redemption and the can-probably-reuse piles. It’s a time to finish off the left-overs (if there are any). It’s a time to either throw away, or put into the rarely used cupboard, the what-were-they-thinking presents. Not that any of my family members ever give me something undesirable or useless, or just plain “what-the-hell-is-it?!” (Phew! Dodged a bullet there.) I guess, most of all, this week is a time to regroup, ready for the New Year celebrations. Is anyone writing a New Year’s...

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It’s not all tinsel…

I’m just a tad annoyed with the Mayans. You’d think they could have found a bigger piece of rock to carve their calendar on and we could have been spared the latest hullabaloo. I’ve done my best to have a bit of fun with it but, let’s face it, it’s really irritating that they chose to finish their world on December 21st. It’s far too close to Christmas, Mayans! Here I am, getting into Advent mode, and your silly doomsday thingee totally ruined the ambience. Of course, it was exacerbated by the shooting in America and the knife-wielding psycho in China. Both whack-jobs went berserk in a school. Thankfully a good number of the Chinese victims survived because the guy used a knife. It might have been different if he’d had a...

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Light a candle

Too many children died this week. In Connecticut, in the USA, a disturbed young man was so angry, so manic, that he decided to shoot his mother. But, that didn’t appease his rage so he dressed up like a commando and went to his mother’s workplace: an elementary school (we Aussies would say a primary school). He then walked into her classroom and shot the little kids and the adults who tried to protect them. 27 dead, including the shooter.  “What was he thinking?” There is no rational answer. It reminded me of a similar incident, several years ago, when a disturbed young man decided to kill all the little girls in an Amish school. There was no rational explanation for that, either. Or the Columbine High School shootings several years ago....

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Presents? Yippee!

Well, blog-readers, doesn’t another Saturday whizz into existence when you’re busy doing stuff? There I was, having a sleep-in; the Old Boy had gone out garage-saling; the Wonder Dog was taking the opportunity to stretch out in the Alpha male’s spot on the bed, and I was dreaming about Archie Roach having trouble with his new job as a radio announcer. (I refuse to explain the machinations of my imagination.) Then Archie, in his lovely gravelly voice, said something about writing blogs and suddenly reality stuck its hairy face in mine.(Or, it might have been the W.D.) Blog day! Again! Someone recently told me they don’t bother giving presents to their grown-up kids for Christmas. “After all,” she said, “it’s not...

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Happy Christmas?

I had my monthly dose of medicine via the stomach jab yesterday and I’m feeling crabby, so I thought I’d wade into the Happy Holidays vs Merry Christmas debate/argument/verbal war. I’m in the right frame of mind for a good stoush; at least while I still have the oomph to care about anything. The problem, as I see it, stems from political correctness being taken too far. I don’t know that it’s actually the law in the USA that you can’t say Merry Christmas any more and everyone has to say Happy Holidays, but there’s certainly an overwhelming social pressure to do so. The thinking is that saying Merry Christmas to someone who isn’t a Christian would be offensive. Therefore, according to the all-wise “they”,...

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