"...He knows when you are sleeping, He knows when your awake...HE KNOWS WHEN YOU'VE BEEN BAD OR GOOD...So Be GOOD For GOODNESS SAKE!!!"
THAT...Always Made ME Think Twice 'bout Jolly Ol' St.Nick..
Yup...It's comin Boils and Ghouls...That's Right...The Holiday that Begins the Day Hallows Eve ends...CHRIST MASS. Personally...I Do not Celebrate the Birth of That Martyr That we were all taught to Thank For, Because He did it for US and OUR Sins...I Celebrate A Simple Solstice...But, Of course...It wasn't always that way, ...I mean, Fuck...Y'all would have to be Pretty Gullible if I told you That at the age of 10, our Household would pull out the Black Robes, Draw A Pentacle on The Living Room Floor, and then Drink Red Wine from A Goblet off the Altar and then got Skyclad and drank some more, replacing Christmas Carols with Sabbath Ritual Chants, and proceeded to get shitfaced and then have Sex...
Yee-ah...Right.
Nope...My memories of X'Mas as a child are about as good as the un-relentless "You Have RUINED X'Mas AGAIN Sadie" memories that I would STILL get if I were to actually see my family over the Holidays...
I remember they would try to give the brood (My Cousins and the rest of The Columbus, Ohio Kin ) A Good one...Some Lucky Uncle or Grandfather would ALWAYS dress up as Santa, and we would be forced to sit on Good Ol St. Nicks Knee (OOO! Synchronicity!!! St. Nick? also is One of many Nicknames for Satan, AND...Santa?? Is only Satan Mispelled...Think About It...)So, sitting on whomever was the unlucky recepient of passing out the toys to the kids would ALWAYS happen the in the middle of The Night on Christmas Eve...So The Grown-ups could get stinkin drunk and sleep in during the Toy-Playing squeals of delight from the kids... Smart Move, Now that I think about it...Anyhow...I didn't mind X'Mas, and even going to Midnight Mass, because I KNEW as soon as we got through all the Religious Crap...I would be able to go home and open the latest addition to my laboratory.
Ahhhhhhhhh, Yes, My wonderful Laboratory...I recieved my first part of it when I was ten...But I had already had a piece of the back room in our basement where I kept my pet rats and had an impressive little lab begun...So..as soon as I hit ten, knowing my ONLY interests were Horror flicks and Biology (I didn't even think about gettin' A REAL gun until I hit 12...And My Mother was NOT impressed that her Daughter Fancied Vincent Price and Monsters, But at least she was tricked into getting me Lab stuff as an 'Educational Function' to satisfy The Mad L'il Scientist in me...) So, I started to get Kits...First One was A Microscope Kit...It had REAL scalpels, and other Disection tools, and a box of a hundred slides, and slide covers, shrimp brine hatchery, a battery operated light, just in case using the mirror on the microscope didn't work...If you have ever seen or gotten one of these kits they used to have...you know what I am talkin' bout) Then I got A Chemistry set...OH! Happy day...The Chemisty Set Also kicked ass...Had over 50 chemicals that came with a bunsen burner, and pyrex test tubes, beakers, more disection tools, Test Tube racks and holders, Fuck...I remember sitting at my New Lab, AT LAST!! I Had THE Power!! I set it all up as I remember hearing being called to open other gifts from people I knew were related to me only because I was told so, and I remember closing the door and just allowing the the loud drunk adults, clinking glasses and smokin anything that could be rolled, as I just sat in my new lab and started to immediately set it up...I WAS A Mad Scientist...Thoughts of digging up bygone expired rodents buried in the yard to Disect, Potions to make, to Turn people into 'things', I was going to find The Way to bring dead animals back to life...I HAD THE POWER!!!
Then the reality would burst my bubble and I was made to go and open the token gifts from people I didn't know, However, I DID know that if they were actually giving me something I REALLY wanted, I would not have to be pushed and guided through "Being Polite 101" by my mother...But Alas...I knew the JCPenny & Sears boxes Underneath the cheap paper were JUST that...Y'all Know it...Yup, The CLOTHES! or...Even Worse? A Barbie!!!! (Always good for experimenting on, and for parts tho...)And By THIS time...It was usually 2 or 3 in the am of X-Mas Morning, and well, The Adults were all sloshed...Santa had turned into Uncle Bob by then, and ALL the adults were drunk, and for some reason, took too many pictures, and all of a sudden told us kids how much we were loved, Old People crying in thier Sherry's and The Men at our Bar, Swapping war stories, and showing how great the new sight fit on one of my Dad's guns...and The Mom's? Cleaning up here...Changing ash trays there.., cleaning up after Everything and Everyone...Yup...Those were the last of the happy years...and I suppose it was no surprise that the parties got smaller, as people would die, or the fact that we moved, and then there was me...I think It was around the age of 12 that X-Mas lost any or all meaning for me. I still had my Lab, and it was my saving grace...as I was now in Braces, both the Tin-Grin Type, AND the ones on my legs and arms for The RA I had been diagnosed with...Rebellion was also setting in, and 'other' unpleasantries in my life that come with being in A 'Dysfunctional Family' (When they came up with that word, instead of "Another Fucked up and Hopless Family'...was when I discovered that I wasn't alone) I began to actually ALWAYS be blamed for Everything that went wrong, and to tell you the truth...I probably DID deserve 'it'. 'It' being any number of things that had apparently lost it's 'cute' factor with the age, AND The Attitude That grew with it...But I began to ALWAYS hear the famous last words..."You Have RUINED X'Mas AGAIN!!"
So...Now that I am in an age bracket where I should be nursing my own into the Holidays...I exist as One, No child to spend WAY too much Money on for Toys that are, imo, ridiculously expensive, and highly un-intelligent, i.e. Has NO Redeeming Value or Intellect-Inducing elements cleverly hidden in an Educational Toy, Nor do I suscribe to The Fact that Christmas is for Celebrating The Love and Experience of another year in Life with those whom deserve to be Thanked by some token of Endearment...THAT COSTS TOO FUCKIN MUCH!!! That's It...THAT'S What REALLY has drivin the Spirit from me...It's ALL about who will buy you what, and how much are YOU going to spend on them?
So, I won't be watching "Miracle on 42nd Street", And I already semi Celebrated with The short, But very Enjoyful SG Vancouver party (THANKS angelvanilla We Had a great time...and I got to meet some good peeps...who I plan on bothering some time, so if you are one of them...Be Afraid...Be VERY Afraid!!!) And I also got to have the Pleasure of Malloreighwalkin' up to me and tellin' me that she was "...Shocked that I looked MUCH more hotter in person than she expected to see..." heheh...I guess I need a new photographer...and with my clothes on, I suppose Not being able to see that I have This long friggin scar down my stomach where the muscles used to function, and bad lighting really Does not capture me correctly...But her comment, and the warmth of the new peeps I met enthusiastically was definately a good thing...So...I can only say that despite the fact I did not take any pics...I Know, in my mind, that I had a good time...and it was my first, so putting your hand into thiers is certainly a plus in gettin to know folks...
This will probably not be my last entry before X'Mas...Cause I know that between the films I am acquiring right now, and the parties I get paid to screen them in, will probably make things A tad brighter...However, I Just KNOW that even though there is 12 days till The Day, I most certainly WILL have Some sort of event happen that will make me even more full of X-Mas Viterol That I will most DEFINATELY occur, and I shall HAVE to Scat Poetic one last time 'bout this Holiday that is Infamous for people committing suicide.
Plus I am workin on A 3-D X'Mas Greeting, And I wouldn't want to deprive ANY of it to all of you whom Love 3-D Monsters, Greeting you A Good X-Mas and All, NEED to see this one...(So go through your junk and find an ol Pair of 3-D) glasses...Cause you're gonna need em.
OOogaBOOoga,
,SS
BTW...Thanks To Everyone who wished me Well whilst I was brewing in Flu...I am STILL a tad Ill, However...All the Problems I was experiencing on top of that, have passed and I am hopefully Back to Business as Usual 'round here...But Again...Thanks, It feels kinda good knowing you are missed (Thank You My Apothecary Fiends!!!bein' reffered To as A "Queen of Horror" certainly ALWAYS makes me feel better....So, Again, Thanks and Spanks, and I LOATHE YOU ALL!!!!