I really want to find a cheap (like, free-cheap) piano to put in my room. But I'm lazy and my car is small so I don't want to go get it from somewhere, I just want it to appear suddenly in my room like a time machine roaring back from its latest adventure to the time when some city you've never heard of was scraped off the face of the earth into the deepest parts of the sea.
The fact that we don't have a time machine made yet only tells me that the future is so much brighter than the past.
I have a room of my own in my house. But it's messy because I don't have anything cool to put in it. I just have junk to put in it and no matter how you look at junk it's still going to be junk. So it's arranged in a fashion befitting of junk. The traditional heap.
Time machines are going to be reverse engineered from a time machine that comes home from the future. Only, we haven't yet made it to any point in history truly worth coming home from. That's my theory, anyway.
But I'm looking forward to Christmas and Thanksgiving and the spectrum of holiday that falls between them. Maybe I'll get a piano. Or a time machine.
If I had the time machine I think I would want to go back and watch myself experience Christmas in my earliest years. I was blessed with a family that celebrates Christmas for what it is. So my face may not have shone quite as bright as other kids' may have on Christmas morning and our tree may have been a little more plastic than most trees and our boxes may have been a bit more scarce. But our Christmas was, and is, holy. And the days ahead are as bright as the days behind. Can I be thankful for that this year?
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
My Christmas List (A Rough Draft)
I realize that it is still early November (not as early as it was yesterday, though) and a Christmas list this early might be frowned upon by some people.
But I say "Hey, naysayers! Whatever a 25-year-old child and his computer do on a blog that nobody visits is his own business."
Ok.
By the way, how did all you naysayers find this blog anyway? It has yet to be unveiled to the general public.
Disclaimer: Everything I write on this list is true though not everything is practical. I know that. And I don't expect anyone to get me anything I just want you all to know the types of things I really want for Christmas (notice the resounding lack of 'calendar' and things like 'shirts that were on clearance' or 'pieces of plastic fruit').
I really like the idea of having cool bookends. You all know how much I love my books but I do not own (nor have I ever owned) bookends. Also, I really like the old classical libraries where they have busts of famous old people above shelves. It actually used to be the way libraries organized books before some genius said "Y'all never heard of numbers b'fore?" I don't know where people would go about finding cool busts of Athena (probably shouldn't google that) but if there was some zombie-apocalypsed library out there with busts lying about grab one for me, will ya?
Also, Michael Lugo got a home-made panda bear with a guitar and I'm still waiting for a fox playing a ukulele or a banjo or something like that. If I could make them myself I would. Just sayin'.
I also like corndogs and cool drawings or paintings made by people who are 'not good at drawing'.
A cool puppet like the ones they have on Wombatron.
A theremin. I could honestly rule the world if I had a theremin and everyone else fell over dead leaving me keys to their valuables.
I really want a water softener because I'm--how should I say--a wimp. A delicate wimp.
And a key to the library. Like, a key to all the libraries.
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