Friday, November 18, 2011
Decking Them Halls
Tomorrow it all begins again.
Actually it began tonight. The city closed down the major streets, put twinkly lights on firetrucks, held a parade, lit the tree in front of the capitol and had a fireworks show. I'm pretty sure this is exactly what happened in Jesus' day as well. Afterwards the crowd headed off in all directions. Some went inside to hunt down hot chocolate and cookies, others window-shopped along the main street, and others headed home. The very smart ones discovered the peanut shop and learned that nothing could beat a bag of hot freshly roasted peanuts as a portable heater.
Tonight I celebrated the start of the season by hanging in a Mexican restaurant, eating chips and salsa and nursing a Dos Equis. I'm pretty sure this is also exactly what happened in Jesus' day as well. But tomorrow we begin the seasonal singing monkey show. Tomorrow it's double-gig Saturday. There will be so much decking of the halls and fa-la-la-ing that our tidings of comfort and joy will be closer to a holiday rave.
Not these people. I have no idea who they are.
You are not required to stop and listen. I have no idea who they are. I don't even know what they are doing...