Saturday, December 18, 2004

Thinking Outside the Box

It started with Target's web promotion offering a WakeUp Call Service for insane day after Thanksgiving shoppers who wanted to be sure that they were first in line at 4:30am to buy a $9.99 toaster. I was horrified. GramTuna looked at me and said, "Whose name can we put down?"

Then I told her the story of the Icelandic Killer Christmas Cat. I figured our family and friends were in deep holiday doo-doo because our unspun wool, unkitted yarn and uncrossed cross stich projects outnumber the stars in the heavens. She looked at me and said, "That's perfect! All you have to do is make a list of people you don't like, and then don't make them any Christmas presents."

GramTuna -- Did you ever know that you're my hero?

3 comments:

mensch71 said...

Wrote a song about it. Like to hear it? Here it goes... (gack!)

TV Junkie said...

I'm suddenly very worried about Shiba's origins.

Anonymous said...

I love the Yule Cat!

In the big picture, getting eaten by an evil giant cat is probably more likely to happen to you than having a mysterious fat man in a red suit come down your chimney and give you things.
Well maybe except in Iceland, where I don't think they have any large predators.
Then again, maybe there is one, and it just lays low now since they have stores in Iceland.
Hiding out, like the Loch Ness Monster...

bnd