‘Tis the season

Season’s greetings, my loyal viewers. As you may be aware, I have not blogged here recently. I have however, blogged elsewhere and done other matters of things. I just wanted to wish you all a happy holiday season filled with peppermints and cheeses of various assortments (there’s no such thing as vegan cheese).

And, since this is the season for giving, I want to give each and every one of you the opportunity to donate money to me using the handy “Donate” button on the right side of the page. Who knows? It might even encourage me to write things here more often.

In fact, it will. For instance, if you donate you will receive a thank you gift of words as follows.

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Happy Holidays.

P.S. The title of this post is short for “Curtis the Season,” a former professional wrestler of some note. Curtis “The Season” Gorkosky got his nickname because he came down on his opponents “with the brute force of a vernal equinox” according one breathless newspaper report in 1934. The name stuck and, when he retired from wrestling in 1951, Gorkosky founded the famous gift card company Season’s Greetings. The company went bankrupt in 1958 due its immense investment in the failed, ahead-of-its-time “I’m glad he’s dead” line of funeral cards (which is still an untapped greeting card market), yet to this very day the company name remains synonymous with wishing someone dead around the holidays.

  1. My mom says my smiles are like gold, because they are rare and precious. So, you know, take that into account []
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Christmas Blend, with two pumps of peppermint syrup

Customer at Starbucks, sitting at a table with her friend, after noticing how crowded the store is at 10am:

Wow, this is kind of scary. I’m glad I have a job.

I’m assuming she assumes that anyone sitting at Starbucks at 10am on a Friday is out of work. Despite the “Whuh?” factor of this, I see a few problems with her reasoning.

  1. It’s 2009. Get a clue.
  2. You’re in your early 30s. Get a clue. Seriously. And,
  3. You are sitting in Starbucks at 10am on a Friday! Why are you here?

UPDATE: I am writing this post as I sit at the next table over. She looks around again: “There’s still a lot of people here. And I don’t think anybody’s really doing anything…” Please note: anyone not on their computer is clearly past retirement age, sitting and talking with other old people… except for her and her friend.

Perhaps she believes computers are only used for playing solitaire.

UPDATE 2: She saw a friend of hers in line. They talked for 10 minutes.

UPDATE 3: I’m putting on headphones. I can’t take it anymore.

But really, people. Next time you make an assumption about a subset of people, consider whether or not that subset includes you.

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Ask Conlan: Sweet

Chelsea from the comments writes:

Hi Conlan. I have a question for your next “ask conlan” segment. Okay, here it is: What is going to happen to me if I live the rest of my life eating only candy? (I am on day three of a strictly candy diet, and I’m feeling a little off. I just want to know the long term effects of this self-destructive behavior…) Thanks!

Thank you for your question, Chester. However, it seems your self-fulfilling prophecy is already an answered question. You call your candy habit a “self-destructive behavior”. Thus, you have already reconstituted what you believe about its being.

You seem to be unfamiliar with the work of Igor Tooles. In his bestselling self-help book, The Hidden Law of Wonderworld1, Tooles writes the following:

For it is only in your empowered law of secrets that you will be fulfilling your utmost destiny. The ancient Babylonians knew it. Donald Trump knows it. If you’ve ever been in a car accident or been sad, you don’t know it. But that can change. For you must truly embrace the Law of Dynamic Magnetism. It is a law!

I cannot emphasize this enough. L-A-W. It is a law, which means you must not question it. Do you question law?? Just like a court law. You don’t ask why you’re not allowed to stab people, do you? No! Because it is the law… I’m glad we settled that.

Furthermore, once you have in actuality allured the teachings of Abraham and Jerry (thusly endowed), you will feel a sense of hydroplatonic peace. If you do not feel this sense, you must not have done it right. The answer is there to see and behold.

So, as you can see and behold, Shelly, you must be feeling “a little off” because you want to feel like you feel a little off, fulfilling your protruding feel-offity. If you truly embraced the Law, then you could eat nothing but candy for up to and including 88 years and it would make you rich and successful in your business endeavors. But this is a transmogrification that only you must build. For, as his Toolesness writes, “It is only in the knowing of things do the inextricable inextricacies become known to those who shall triumph, and not those other people because they must not have bought my book (Now available in audio-paperback format!).”

I hope that changed your life, as it has mine.

  1. Not a vampire teenager book, yet. []
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The man in it

On my bathroom mirror, I have written in permanent marker, “Tomorrow I will begin being more positive, more active, and more productive.” Each morning for the last three years I have looked at it and thanked God that I didn’t write “Today…”

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