Merry Christmas

Somewhere along the way Christmas became more about spectacle and one-ups-man-ship than being about celebrating the best we, as humans, have to offer. Case in point, pepper spraying people at Walmart for some bullshit "gift" that will end up in the trash or simply forgotten about in 6 months anyway. I wonder what Jesus would say about the commercialization of his birthday. I wonder how he would feel about taking something so holy and sacred and turning it into a day of greed and gluttony. I don't think this is what he would have had in mind at all.

The best Christmas I've ever had was a year that an ice storm cause the power to be out for 4 days. Every one of my gifts was electronic, but I didn't care. It was Christmas at its purest form, and it was really nice. Now days it's all about the latest igadget or whatever else "the man" tells us we need. I can't help but laugh every time I see one of those ridiculous Lexus commercials on TV. Really, who the fuck can afford to give a Lexus? I guess if you can, you're not reading this article. The problem is, as a society, we see that and now we think that's what we must do.

Maybe for once, we can all just be happy with what we have. Be happy that there are people that care about us. Maybe instead of fighting over an Xbox on Black Friday, we should buy a gift or two for Toys for Tots. Maybe take a weekend and volunteer at a homeless shelter. Or, at the very least, pray for each other, and just enjoy what the holidays bring. I haven't been home for Christmas in two years, yet I don't complain, it is what it is...

Enough ranting, it's Christmas after all... In closing (and not that my words will make much of a difference) this year, stop for a moment and remember that Christmas is a time to celebrate peace and love. It's a time when we, as human being, can live up to our potential, even if it's only for a short time. Remember that it's about celebrating the birth of a man who gave up everything for all of us, and never expected anything in return. A man who didn't were a red coat and have a white beard, or pants. A man who would never shop on Black Friday and doesn't care how old your phone is... In short... a man who loves all of us, despite our many faults and forgives us for bastardizing his name every chance we get. 

Merry Christmas and God be with you all this holiday season.

Diva Actress - Fad Diets

A Knight at Medieval Times

Adventures with Homeless

Here’s an adventure in L.A. for you. So I’m getting some lunch today and for some reason I sit with my back to the door… which I never do. As I’m updating apps on my phone, I hear a voice behind me, “Do you have any money so I can get something to eat?” First of all, I’m having lunch, I don’t like to be bothered by anyone, especially this, second, I don’t carry cash anymore, so I never have any money on me. So I say I don’t have any cash, which they never believe, (Sidebar: I expect the homeless in LA to start carrying credit card machines in the near future) Anyway, No I tell him, no money and expect him to go on his way… but he didn’t. I noticed about a minute later he was still standing behind me. He had a coat or something over his head. It reminded me of a ratty looking Ghost of Christmas Future. Not only that, but this cat didn’t want to be ignored so he started making noises with his mouth. It sounded like he was sucking something from between his teeth. I, however, held strong. I had no intention giving this fool the time of day. Finally after several minutes, he spoke again, this time wanting me to turn around. So I did… mistake. I’m not sure what he said because I was so overwhelmed by the smell of piss. I believe he knew this because he was saying something about soap and baths and putting Nivea on his face. (Sidebar: if he would have asked me for money to buy soap at this time, I would have personally took up a collection) Oh yeah, there was something said about horses. Then he left, which was when I got my first look at him. He was wearing a dress and carrying a purse, which I found to be an odd look for a homeless man. Also, he still had his coat over his head. Maybe he was trying to be a nun or something, or maybe his skin was too delicate, hence the Nivea I guess. Only in LA do you get a cross dressing homeless man worried about his skin.


JLP