I kind
of pride myself on white elephant gift giving; I did have to learn the hard way
though. My first Christmas in Denver my team at AT&Tizzle had a white
elephant and I took it serious (the only one who did by the way). Needless to have
to explain in any detail but my gift made me more than not look like a tool. After that experience I committed to go balls
deep when it comes to white elephant gifts.
A
Couple of Family White Elephant Gift Highlights:
2010:
Grandma received a gift certificate to the Lion’s Den
2012:
The family shared the King Cobra and 10 sack of White Castles (I’m not telling
who bashed the burgers but they definitely got eaten)
Well
Shit, I totally forget where I was going with that…
Well I’m
sure it was something corny like don’t be too quick to judge a shitty gift or
something. Like for instance that Lion’s Den gift card I think got stolen so many
times no one is really sure who ended up with it (although Poncho seemed pretty
happy for awhile after that Xmas). Even the King Cobra and White Castles were a
hit, well the 40 not so much but those burgers definitely didn’t make it very
long (so why do White Castles have five holes? Because it takes 5 BB’s to kill
a rat).
Back
when I was a Coloradoian, Coloradonite; when I was living in Denver I totally
missed the point of the white elephant. I mean I’m pretty sure I was that lame
person that bought a DVD I wanted so I could steal it back (ok I definitely
was). I soon realized the whole point of the shitty gift is the game involved
and really had nothing to do with the gift at all (confession: I totally wanted
that Lion’s Den gift certificate though).
In a
roundabout way what I think I’m getting to is that I’ve been feeling pretty
crappy lately. Yes there maybe global warming going on but winter has returned
and Big D has come right along with it. Although I’m getting better at
recognizing the symptoms because this time it only took me like two days of wanting
to walk out into the middle of a cornfield and quit trying before I realized
that was just that depression bullshit messing with me.
Since
then I’ve still been having my troubles from time to time but I think I’m handling
ol’ dick Big D (that’s my new nickname for it) pretty well. I’m sure he’ll be
back with a vengeance at some point in the near future but like my doc’s have
reminded me that there’s no cure for BMD (so I’ll just deal with it).
I
suppose to try and wrap this thing up (get it?) I’d say that as bad as ol’ dick
Big D can be its just part of what I’ve been given with this BMD. Even on the
days I feel pretty cruddy I can usually at least write some for my book or
whatever and it makes me feel better. That’s probably why I’m starting to look
at it with a real familiarity to a shitty white elephant gift, in that at first
as bad as it can seem it can still be pretty great (corniness achieved).
Since many of my manic experiences involve music I’ve decided to
add random music videos to the blog for my enjoyment and your inconvenience.
Enjoy!
Coming Correct,
d01roK
Definitely one of your bests! Grandma getting the Lion's Den card...classic!
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