December 25, 2006

Happy Christmas, Merry New Year!

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Who could say it better than Chuck?

Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world. Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them; for he was wise enough to know that nothing ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter in the outset; and knowing that such as these would be blind anyway, he thought it quite as well that they should wrinkle up their eyes in grins, as have the malady in less attractive forms. His own heart laughed: and that was quite enough for him.

He had no further intercourse with Spirits, but lived upon the Total Abstinence Principle, ever afterwards; and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so, as Tiny Tim observed, bah, humbug!

A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens

Hatched by Dafydd on this day, December 25, 2006, at the time of 10:48 AM

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The following hissed in response by: nk

"He had no further intercouse with Spirits, but lived upon the Total Abstinence Principle ..."

Dickens could only wish for such a sense of humor. God bless us, everyone, Dafydd.

The above hissed in response by: nk [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 25, 2006 7:59 PM

The following hissed in response by: nk

I have no idea what I was trying to say about Dickens's sense of humor in my previous comment. Possibly that many of his plays on words produce groans instead of giggles but I'm not counting on it. I am always surprised that something that sounds so reasonable with a tumbler of Whaler's rum sounds so witless the morning after with a pot of coffee. I wonder if I should drink less ... coffee.

The above hissed in response by: nk [TypeKey Profile Page] at December 26, 2006 7:34 AM

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