From Larry's Desk
December 8th 2009
Morning...
NYC does that “other” Christmas right. “Something is coming”. Something to celebrate, get excited about, be in awe about, worth looking for.
A parade, people looking for what’s coming. Big huge evergreen tree in Rockefeller Center- with thousands of lights celebrates that “something’s coming”. A 1000 men dressed in red who spent too much time on buffet lines, with white beards helping us remember that “something’s coming”.
Stores competing over windows- celebrating “something’s coming”.
Skating rinks with the “I Broke my ankle on the first day of the Christmas Season and will hobble well past Valentines” ritual. Fight each other over ugly sweaters in a store, deal with clerks that don’t care -don’t have a clue, overspend at a restaurant where we normally wouldn’t be caught dead in, greet neighbors whose name we didn’t know till days ago -forget by January, call our family- those we talk to and remind them that “something’s coming”. Go with our grandkids to wonderful- sorta- school Holiday thingies- where Billy, dressed as a snowflake- recite words that “something’s coming”.
Remember the homeless- the hungry- few dollars in the red kettle (Done! Not sure why we do that anyway- something to do with “something’s coming”.)
Buy paper, bows, ribbons, tape - wrap the ugly sweater that we nearly lost an eye over, under the tree with the lights, along with Billy’s must-have gadget but will end up playing with the box.
Unwrap, celebrate, sing, laugh, eat and that afternoon- start to wonder when “something’s coming”.
Sure- somethings coming- but someone is coming back…
