Happy end of Hanukkah for all the good little Jewish boys and girls. The festival of lights have been dimmed, and now it's time to get on the naughty side of a jolly old man. Don't fret too hard, kinderlach. Saint Nicholas still has you in his sights for the eve of a resurrected young man. Should you decide to leave milk and cookies for the guy in red, he'd surely leave a peppermint stick among the crumbs.
It was definitely an interesting festivus this year. With the newly coined term "Thanksgivikkah", people were calling home, wishing loved ones a "Gobble Tov", due to Hanukkah falling on Thanksgiving in 2013. Webster must be rolling over in his grave... with all the acquired definitions one must now know! My, how times have changed. People do, too.
Yes, gone are the days when humans sat around after eating their turkey dinner, and reclaimed a sort of spiritual awakening ("Oh, God, I ate too much!", "Dear Jesus... that was a lot of stuffing!"), they now eat early to shop all night long (for some reason
Lionel Richie's 'All Night Long (All Night)'
popped in my head as I wrote that). All the more reason to spend your new gelt on that item you've always wanted. I know a cousin was working at a local mall Thursday night, and she had stopped in to a big box electronic store around midnight. No lines, no waiting. What did she walk out with, for cheap?
Kindle Fire HDX 7"
, that's what. When she told us what she paid, I was like, "dammmmnn....". It was literally a steal. Since then, she's been loading it up with books and
loves it. Can't see herself with out it now. I can relate - I bought my mother the Barnes and Noble reader, and she is loving the fact she can sit, read, and now worry about schlepping to the store to purchase a large font book. Personally, I still like my hand held books.
Like now, I'm reading Bob Dylan's
Chronicles
. Because work has got me tied up through my lunch, I can't read while eating. However, the couple pages I've gone through, have turned out pretty decent. Dylan starts off by introducing the reader to his first meeting with an agent, and ends up rewinding a little bit to explain how he got there. Thus far, I'm learning a lot of the folk history in New York. Who was who, where they went, why they went. I hope to finish the book before the month is out.
Staying on the Hanukkah theme,
floating around my head. I can't explain it. Maybe it's the fact today is Christmas and I'm in Florida, and there's no snow. It's not even bloody cold out - it's a warm 70 something. Nice out to go walking at night and see the lights around the neighborhood, see who's playing in the street. Not dancing, but out with the dogs, the families, the whatevers. I think that this part of Florida is too old and stuck up to be out partying in the street. They're not Martha Reeves & The Vandellas
or David Bowie & Mick Jagger
. But, I do tend to start singing Happy Xmas (War Is Over) 
at some point in my night. Although, truth be told, I've been slightly buzzed.
. Threw me through a raver's loop! I didn't know whether I wanted to go wild and dance at a drag bar, or go home and play Super Mario Bros for Nintendo
.
, the one I used is for the bathtub. I'm sure you can use the latter, but the handy grip is sooo much easier than scrunching up the sponge. Plus, the refill kit is an additional bonus, since it's flat packed and can be stored separately under the sink. 
