Culture on the Cheap
Toxie The Snowman
I have a confession to make: I thoroughly detest the holiday season. In fact, there are only two things I dislike more than Christmas time:
- My birthday which follows shortly thereafter, virtually ensuring my friends will either be too tired or broke to trifle with it. I am certain the next one will be exactly like the last one— except I’ll be one year closer to getting sucked into the that cesspit called middle age.Certain in laws like to remind me of the previous fact. And I, in turn, I like to remind them that if I am “getting old” they are downright ancient. Fuck off Methuselah: if my own parents have given up on me becoming a “responsible adult” you should too. Take your shingles to the crypt and leave me alone.
- The fact people are putting up their fucking Christmas decorations earlier and earlier nowdays. Is it just me or is November 1 a little early to tear down quality street art and replace it with garish goop people like me do our utmost to ignore?
Excepting of course if someone manages to display something cool like this homemade “decoration” I found on Engert Avenue recently.
For the life of me I cannot tell you why, but there is something so right about a Greenpointer creating a holiday decoration out of a wheel rim and an empty oil drum.
I’m glad to see he (or she) has outfitted it with a theft-deterrent system as well.