Christmas Time, Mistletoe… in Brine?
It’s actually Christmas right now and instead of having fun with my family and chinking glasses full of beer, eating chocolate and watching repeats of the last three days of TV, I’m writing this to wish you well in the very same activities. Of course, in five minutes I’ll be downstairs watching Home Alone and wondering how I could rig up a can of paint to hit my Grandma in the head without killing her, but that’s besides the point.
Oh and if you don’t want to listen to a ’90s compilation of terrible Christmas music at dinner this year, I suggest you get your hands on Sufjan Stevens’ Songs For Christmas. If you’re familiar with Stevens, then I’m sure you can imagine his mellow stylings applied to classic carols. There are some angelic, plucky originals in there too, which are sure to lift your mood and even give your Dad cause to smile as he ponders passing up the offer to join that French model in her hotel suite all those years ago. Or something like that.
Merry Christmas!

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