Book pimping!
Dec. 25th, 2004 02:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jedusorMerry Christmas! I'm here to pimp a couple of Christmas books. One of our family traditions is reading books aloud on Christmas Eve night, and I wanted to tell you about two of my favorites. They're both technically children's books, but I still enjoy them, and so do Mom and Bill. They also both have absoluitely wonderful illustrations.
Red Ranger Came Calling, by Berkeley Breathed. As we turned to leave, an astonishingly squat little man no bigger than me rushed past us toward the old lighthouse. He carried an overnight carpetbag, which bumped along behind him. The tiny man smiled weakly and tipped his hat, revealing pointy ears. Something flowery needed to be said by the Red Ranger of Mars, but in my shock, all that came out was, "Mister, you look like a turnip." By the cartoonist of Bloom County and Opus, this book is by far one of the funniest children's books I've ever read. It's told from the point of view of a sour little boy, sent to his aunt's house for the holidays. All he wants for Christmas is an Official Buck Tweed Two-Speed Crime-Stopper Star-Hopper bicycle, elusive and beyond his aunt's budget. When he hears that old Saunder Clos in the rickety old mansion up the hill might actually be Santa Claus himself, he naturally investigates, dragging along an unwilling Amelia (his aunt's Dalmation-weiner dog mix) and gets himself into all kinds of trouble. It somehow manages to be both hilarious and touching, with a sweet twist at the end.
The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey, by Susan Wojciechowski. I've tried writing several one-paragraph descriptions of this book, but it just doesn't work. Just trust me when I say it's a beautiful book. It makes my mom cry every single year, and sometimes I can't help tearing up a little too, but it's the good kind of crying. Definitely worth a read.
Link helped open some of his own Christmas presents, but he was far more interested in the paper and ribbons than the presents themselves. I got a SQ33K L33T t-shirt, "bondage pants", some cool jewelry, Stranger Than Fiction by Chuck Palahniuk (there's this one AWESOME story in it about when he went out dressed up as a Dalmation, with his friend dressed as a bear, and they just walked around shopping and being tourists with these costumes on- absolutely priceless), the Pushing Tin soundtrack, and a set of paint-your-own bobblehead dogs, among other things.
Here's a couple of versions of "The Night Before Christmas" that I found amusing:
The legal version: Whereas, on or about the night prior to Christmas, there did occur at a certain improved piece of real property (hereinafter “the House”) a general lack of stirring by all creatures therein, including, but not limited to a mouse.
The lexiconically diverse version: 'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our domicile, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus.
We're leaving for the airport to pick up Liz in about an hour, so I won't be online much this week. She's leaving on the 29th, which is when I'm going to CA, and I may be able to get online then. *hugs you all* I wish you a merry Christmas, a happy Hanukkah, a joyful Kwanzaa, etc.
Red Ranger Came Calling, by Berkeley Breathed. As we turned to leave, an astonishingly squat little man no bigger than me rushed past us toward the old lighthouse. He carried an overnight carpetbag, which bumped along behind him. The tiny man smiled weakly and tipped his hat, revealing pointy ears. Something flowery needed to be said by the Red Ranger of Mars, but in my shock, all that came out was, "Mister, you look like a turnip." By the cartoonist of Bloom County and Opus, this book is by far one of the funniest children's books I've ever read. It's told from the point of view of a sour little boy, sent to his aunt's house for the holidays. All he wants for Christmas is an Official Buck Tweed Two-Speed Crime-Stopper Star-Hopper bicycle, elusive and beyond his aunt's budget. When he hears that old Saunder Clos in the rickety old mansion up the hill might actually be Santa Claus himself, he naturally investigates, dragging along an unwilling Amelia (his aunt's Dalmation-weiner dog mix) and gets himself into all kinds of trouble. It somehow manages to be both hilarious and touching, with a sweet twist at the end.
The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey, by Susan Wojciechowski. I've tried writing several one-paragraph descriptions of this book, but it just doesn't work. Just trust me when I say it's a beautiful book. It makes my mom cry every single year, and sometimes I can't help tearing up a little too, but it's the good kind of crying. Definitely worth a read.
Link helped open some of his own Christmas presents, but he was far more interested in the paper and ribbons than the presents themselves. I got a SQ33K L33T t-shirt, "bondage pants", some cool jewelry, Stranger Than Fiction by Chuck Palahniuk (there's this one AWESOME story in it about when he went out dressed up as a Dalmation, with his friend dressed as a bear, and they just walked around shopping and being tourists with these costumes on- absolutely priceless), the Pushing Tin soundtrack, and a set of paint-your-own bobblehead dogs, among other things.
Here's a couple of versions of "The Night Before Christmas" that I found amusing:
The legal version: Whereas, on or about the night prior to Christmas, there did occur at a certain improved piece of real property (hereinafter “the House”) a general lack of stirring by all creatures therein, including, but not limited to a mouse.
The lexiconically diverse version: 'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our domicile, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus.
We're leaving for the airport to pick up Liz in about an hour, so I won't be online much this week. She's leaving on the 29th, which is when I'm going to CA, and I may be able to get online then. *hugs you all* I wish you a merry Christmas, a happy Hanukkah, a joyful Kwanzaa, etc.
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SQ33K L337!
Date: 2004-12-25 09:55 pm (UTC)anyway. talk to you later zel.
Re: SQ33K L337!
Date: 2004-12-28 02:52 pm (UTC)Suede is, however, bad.
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Date: 2004-12-28 11:34 am (UTC)I am here by way of the ohsolovely
So, with the looming prospect of having to share travelling space for an unspecified amount of time...wanna be friends?
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Date: 2004-12-28 02:50 pm (UTC)Absolutely! I'm a vegan purple-haired teenage slash addict who's a lot more fangirlish than she'd like to admit, has the weirdest family in existence, puts her life into the hands of fate for fun, says the oddest things for reasons only known to a select few (examples being "SKYYYYY!" and "Ow. Antichrist."), has a boyfriend five years older than her, refuses to drink orange juice for religious reasons, lives temporarily in the Midwest but wants to move back to California as soon as possible, drips wax into a plastic bucket as a stress reliever, has been taking college classes since age eleven but still has no social skills to speak of, has several friends who have been forbidden to communicate with her, knows people all over the world, belongs to an organization of people who enjoy making their brains hurt (www.puzzlers.org), wallpapered two of the walls of her room in purple and red duct tape and a 365-day Lord of the Rings calendar, and believes that the staples of survival are ketchup, duct tape, Sharpies and towels.
You?
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Date: 2004-12-29 10:41 am (UTC)I also have apples. You want an apple?
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Date: 2005-01-05 10:58 pm (UTC)Sure, I'd love an apple. *grin*
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Date: 2004-12-28 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-29 12:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-05 10:56 pm (UTC)*adds you*
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Date: 2005-01-06 05:51 pm (UTC)"we landed in december/creating something for you to remember"... :P
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