Am I early for Christmas, or late? But that doesn’t matter, does it?
Three hours of scanning the day’s nooze, and I’m worn out. What a load of crap. I suppose I should be deliriously happy, watching the Democrat Party self-destruct; but it’s a sorry sight, no dancing in the streets.
This hymn came into my mind about an hour ago, and doesn’t want to leave.
“Christ is born” is still The News. We have every reason to rejoice in that.
No Christmas carol requests yet–and our computers have risen against us, full-scale mutiny, you wouldn’t believe the trouble I had, posting this: I Saw Three Ships Come Sailing, by Blackmore’s Night. You can’t really sail a ship to Nazareth, but the sentiment is what counts.
This is one of my favorite Christmas songs. I don’t know why. There’s just something about it that moves me. But then just about everything about Christmas moves me.
There are many versions of this carol. I chose this one because I like the instrumentals.
This, by the way, is the holiday which we’re not supposed to mention, some jidrool might get offended. But then again–
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas! Jesus Christ is born!