Growing older hardens most folks. Like me. Finding reasons to get excited about wintry seasonal milestones becomes more difficult. Holiday Humbug? Not this year, not for me. Here are two two examples.
Red and green make the holidays festive. Saving green brightens any day where I come from.
Well lookie right here. $1.85 for a gallon of gasoline?
Filled my truck up this morning and had enough change left over for a Strawberry Slushee, a bag of Jack Link Beef Jalepeno BeefJerky and a few bags of peanuts too! Maybe we will see $1.50 per gallon by the end of December.
And to think I ordered a full size pickup truck with the 3.5 liter economy engine currently averaging 22 mpg. Knowing this I should have upgraded to the gas-guzzling power rich 5.0 litre V-8. Why? Because I am an ugly carbon spewing, earth destroying, speed loving American white male of privilege. Got problem with that?
What warms the heart of any 2A supporter more than three gift boxes within a gift box wrap of the ever rare .22 LR ammunition? Glory be, give the gift of ammo! 300 rounds total. Don't shoot y'er eye out kid!
Not only is the gift box designed in traditional holiday style and color it says tight on there label, "Merry Christmas" and "Happy New Year", not Seasons Greetings, Happy Holidays or "Happy Festivus". Who knows, next year maybe they will consider adding a Nativity Scene.
It gives me comfort to see such un-pc statements on a modern day gift package. Let's say I have been bitten with the holiday spirit.
Anyone who is offended by this can kiss my mistletoe.