December 1, 2007

I'm such a Grinch

It is officially December, and now the holiday season. However, I'm having a bit of a hard time getting in the holiday mood since it doesn't feel like the holidays. Hell, it doesn't even feel like winter. If I had my camera, I'd show you what it looks like out my window, but let's just say it involves lots of brown leaves still on trees. What I want to know is why they always put snow in pictures of the Puritans. This is prime Puritan country and there is no snow anywhere. It's barely even cold enough to snow. Right now the CNN weather report for New Haven is 31 and sunny. St Paul? 18 and snowing! That's the weather I'm talking about! Why did I bring a box of mittens and hats and scarfs if I can't even use them? I might as well make my own mitten tree, if I had a tree to decorate. Yesterday I hung up my Christmas lights around my bedroom window. It looks very festive, compared to the non-winter crap outside the window. I don't know how I'll do if I end up doing PhD work in California. At least there they won't taunt me with the "appearance" of seasons.

Stupid Connecticut.

I have a lack of Christmas music on my computer, just that one CD Katie George brought over to the Mirror last year. Today I perused iTunes' holiday music selection to see if I could find anything worthwhile. They had a bunch on sale, but I just couldn't find one worth committing to. My test for a good Christmas CD is Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas. I don't know what it is about that song, but it hits me right here (imagine me pointing to my heart). If I hear Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas and feel misty on the inside, probably a good cd. If not, probably not. So, sorry Sarah McLachlan. I cannot endorse your Wintersong CD, even if it is only $7.99. You did weird tremolos and I can't have that. Hell, I even dipped into the worst compilation company ever, aka the shitty Now That's What I Call Christmas, and they failed me. Although how much can you expect from a company that puts out Now That's What I Call Thanksgiving? I might have to individually search by song through iTunes to find the best of each version. It'll be intense. Anyway, I'll find something awesome in time for Christmas.

Stupid iTunes.

By the way, does anyone else think the lyrics to Baby, It's Cold Outside sound a little iffy? A little like a roofie? I can't think of James Taylor slipping anyone a date rape drug while I listen to Christmas music.

1 comment:

Kari said...

I have always thought the exact same thing about Baby it's cold outside. James Taylor seems very creeper.