Post-Thanksgiving Note…

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turkey carcassSo, here we are, not too long after what some call “Turkey Day”, what some call “White Man’s Oppression Of Indigenous Peoples Day”, and what many others call “Thursday”. But, let’s call it what it was: Thanksgiving. Tradition, and all.

That means, my wonderful freaks, that it’s time for my annual Holiday tradition to hide away from posting on social media, and hide out from the ugliness that comes with it. It’s my time to ignore the flame wars and trolling that comes with the holidays, and let others fight the imaginary war against Christmas, or post the endless memes about how Christians shouldn’t celebrate Christmas, or the whole bevy of things that just lends itself to the darkest, loneliest time of the year for me.

That makes Christmas the most Goth time of the year, if you think about it. But, I digress…

Before I sequester myself in my cave, I just wanted to wish everyone a Merry Xmas, as I go now to plan next year’s posting schedule to ignore completely when the time comes. I love the wooshing sound the deadlines make when they pass by. I hope to get my backlog of stuff done, and get back to sharing more brain droppings about randumb stuff again, especially concerning my faith and coping with my mental condition. Should be fun.

Mind you, I still will post your odds and ends during now and the first of what will be 2018. I mean, Star Wars is coming soon, you know. No way I’m going to be missing a review on that. And I’ll still be doing NECRO SHOCK RADIO through the months, only it’s on its own blog now. It’s right here, check it out if you’ve been wondering where they were. And, of course, there will be the customary Obligatory End-Of-Year post, you can count on that.

So, until the New Year, I wish everyone a Merry Xmas, a Happy New Year, and whatever else falls within the spectrum. Cheers, my wonderful freaks.

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Obligatory Thanksgiving Post (2015 Edition)

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turkey-carcassHere we are, the week of Thanksgiving. Which means that I’m in the midst of the Holiday Edition of my periodic Downward Spiral, something that begins when Halloween breathes its last at the strike of Midnight, and continues steadily until some time after New Years. By that time, I’ve blocked all of the light emanating in the domicile I reside in, and have a special soundtrack that features the likes of Dead Artist Syndrome, L. S. U., Saviour Machine and other darker stuff playing on an endless loop, while I sit on the couch and read ancient Gothic literature to the candle light to stave off the creeping darkness. Fun times.

But, if you’re worried you’re about to read a bunch of self-pity-ing whining that you would normally find on a blog of some emo kid, far from it. I’m currently at the part of the overall Holiday Clusterbomb where I like to refer to my level of depression as “whimsically melancholy”.

This year, due to the scheduling algorithm, I work on Thanksgiving. Which, for me, is fine. I fear that, in my middle age, Thanksgiving–along with Christmas–have lost all cohesion for me in terms of celebratory importance. They’re just days on the calendar for me.

Certainly, I enjoy gathering together with the family, sharing in a meal of some sort, and enjoying everyone’s presence. All of my memories of Thanksgiving gatherings with the family have been pleasant ones, and I actually look forward to any time we can spend together in that capacity. Only…we can do that at any other given day out of the 365 that comprise the year, and not just on one Thursday at the end of the second-to-last month of the year.

However, instead of focusing on the secular trappings of the holiday, let’s focus on the spirit of the day. And by that, I mean the “Thanks” in “Thanksgiving”. And thus, I share with you all a bit of a list of things I’m thankful for, things that may not be on your typical “I’m Thankful For…” lists. Also, they’re in no particular order, as these are more brain droppings than an actual structured list (as most of these blog posts are):

– ATHEISTS
Without them, I wouldn’t be challenged into thinking logically as to why I believe what I believe. You might say my Christian faith is stronger because of my unbelieving friends. And I’m stone-cold serious about that. No sarcasm whatsoever.

– HORROR MOVIES
Contrary to popular belief, horror movies don’t cause fear, but releases our fear. It’s the perfect genre for Christians to get creative in. And no, I’m not going to explain myself. It would take too long.

– GOTHIC LITERATURE
The old stuff, from the mid-18th Century to the early 20th Century, have a certain charm to them that seems to appeal to me more than a lot of modern horror literature. And I can look pretentious reading them, too.

– SCI-FI
Such bloody good yarns, such imaginations, such thinly-veiled commentary on present issues done in future tense. Also, robots and space ships and aliens, oh my.

– BOOKS
Do I even need to explain this one? Physical books; old, new, paperback and hardback, of all shapes and sizes…er, that didn’t sound as weird in my head as it does written down…anyway…

– QUORN NAKED CHIK’N CUTLETS
I’m no vegetarian by any means, but at those times where I need to cut back on the tender flesh of the innocent, I find the Quorn brand of meatless products to be more agreeable with faking out my brain into thinking I’m still consuming meat. And their “chicken” patties are the best ones going.

There we are, a lovely list to contemplate for our thankfulness of the season. Or whatever. I hope your Thanksgiving is filled with good things and happy memory-making. Me, I’m going to catch up on my reading and some writing at work. It’s dead, I’m told. Maybe pick up some pre-prepared turkey to at least overdose on tryptophan. Some traditions I like.

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