The Day After Thanksgiving
My mom bought me some clothes on Saturday. That was really nice of her. I hate shopping - it's stressful and not enjoyable at all. I hate being in places where they are trying to sell me stuff. I mean that's not always true. I enjoy bike shops and antique places - weird hole in the wall shops that have obscure stuff. Flea markets are fun. I guess I just don't like the traditional shopping places. The mall is a weird acid trip to me. In fact, I have done that on occasion a long time ago. That was fun. But, you don't even need it - the mall is depressing and comical all at the same time. The way people act in the mall and all the store decorations and the mall zombies eating their mall drudge food and dragging their kids around over burdened with shopping bags full of ... what? crap. stuff to lay around in their house. All that money....All that stuff.
It was Buy Nothing Day on Friday. Oh shit. It was Saturday. I broke the rules. Well that was in England. Maybe in America it was Friday.
And all this clambering about all the shopping. They report in the news about how big the shopping days were or weren't. How much money was spent. How much more will be spent from now until Christmas. It bores me - I don't get the status symbol of spending lots of money.
One day, I have said I want to do this for years, we will leave for the holidays. Be away from it all. Go glide through the snow somplace. Quietly, softly. Gentle Holiday.
We went to see The Machinist last nite. The actor Christian Bale (American Psycho) lost 60 pounds for the role. I've never seen a man look like he did. It was eerie and disturbing. I like what he brings to movies. There's always a hint of humor even in his most psychotic roles. And confusion - bewilderment. Lostness & despair.
It was Buy Nothing Day on Friday. Oh shit. It was Saturday. I broke the rules. Well that was in England. Maybe in America it was Friday.
And all this clambering about all the shopping. They report in the news about how big the shopping days were or weren't. How much money was spent. How much more will be spent from now until Christmas. It bores me - I don't get the status symbol of spending lots of money.
One day, I have said I want to do this for years, we will leave for the holidays. Be away from it all. Go glide through the snow somplace. Quietly, softly. Gentle Holiday.
We went to see The Machinist last nite. The actor Christian Bale (American Psycho) lost 60 pounds for the role. I've never seen a man look like he did. It was eerie and disturbing. I like what he brings to movies. There's always a hint of humor even in his most psychotic roles. And confusion - bewilderment. Lostness & despair.
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