the possibility of christmas-not-so-awful

someone who helped me see the vestiges of what i can still muster up to emjoy about christmas, is a man named Carson Williams. He's the dude who rigged up $10 000US worth of christmas lights and synched it perfectly with a couple of christmas tunes, including one by my new pals, the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. it's easily the coolest display of christmas lights i've ever seen (sorry, dad good try). it makes me giddy and hopeful. it helped that the TSO are metlin' and stuff, but seriously, Carson Williams is the shit. we've watched this 20 or so times at the house. i get just as excited every time. later, i found that Williams had to dismantle his whole amazing project because the traffic near his house was so thick, that when a car accident occurred, the police couldn't get to the scene. as cool his popularity sounds, Williams vowed to his neighbours that if anything fishy went down, he'd stop immediately-- which he totally did. He and his family make me happy just to look at them. what an agreeable fellow. what an ambitious fellow. this is what the christmas spirit is about-- making peopel forget about the pile of shit we've created that is christmas, and recall the days of christmas past when it wasn't half fucking bad-- even endurable. perhaps christmas was never endurable-- it's just that i was younger, more naive. regardless, Carson Williams inspired me take a step back and have a little toke before i got all up in arms about all the shit i needed to do. if you haven't seen his marvelous, spectacular, phenomental work, please, please check it out here and here. before (or after-- whatev) you get all hatey about christmas, look at the pic of Williams and his family, check out his mad, mad skills and realize that christmas can be something other than nauseating commercial-driven sluttery, that it can even be funny.