Look at what I came across while cleaning out the crawlspace – a clear indication that I was destined for creative genius at a very early age. Note the artful composition, the refusal to be bound by traditional framing, the boldness of the color palette, and unique use of what appears to be actual gift wrapping to represent the gifts. Santa’s smirk, the one-eyed snowman, the outrageous placement of the mistletoe underneath the hanging sock. If someone had told you Quentin Tarantino made this in his kindergarten arts and crafts session, you’d believe them.
This audacious creation will serve as an inspiration to me moving forward. Every time I hid a road block in a script, find myself bereft of clever ideas, I need only (go to the garage and) look at this provocative masterpiece and remember what it was like to be an aesthetic rebel, an imaginaut. From this day forth, I will aspire to the scriptic equivalent of this chef d’oeuvre.
As it so happened, I took a little trip down memory lane last night when I was out for drinks with my buddy, Ivon. We ended up at Portland Craft on Main street where I enjoyed one of the unmanliest beers ever created, a pumpkin ale, second only to the other beer I enjoyed, an apricot wheat ale. At one point, the conversation turned to the holidays and enormous family get-togethers. When I was a kid, Christmas dinners sat anywhere from fourteen to seventeen and included roasts, seafood, pasta, pizza, and all sorts of desserts. We’d feast, play tomobola (Italian bingo), and then dispense with Western tradition by not waiting until morning to open our presents. We would also celebrate Thanksgiving in atypical fashion by NOT having turkey (chicken was a comparatively juicier and tastier bird). To this day, even though the gatherings may be smaller, we still cling to these cherished non-traditions.
So, with Canadian Thanksgiving upon us (Yes, Canadians celebrate Thanksgiving in October. We also celebrate Christmas in February and National Gelding Day March 13th), I was curious about some of the unique customs your family follows during the holidays.
Jelly (I’m sure would) like to thank everyone for the well-wishes as she recovers from her recent stem cell boost treatment. Today, she was back to her usual, feisty, energetic-albeit-wobbly self.