It's that time of year. Seems like everywhere you go you hear the sounds of the season. Since Halloween. Falalalala (isn't that a city in Iraq?)
Jeez, you can't even walk into an auto parts store without hearing some spangled up version of "Silver Bells" on the musak. I don't know about you, but it's less than a week after Thanksgiving, and I'm afraid of going to the mall, not because of the immanent threat of being trampled by holly-crazed bargain hunters, but because I just might bust a vein from hearing the Chipmunks' singing "There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays."
So here's how you can take a break from it: Come out to George's on Friday (Dec. 2)at Happy Hour and hear Big'uns. We're declaring it a Christmas-free zone for two hours, from six to eight. We promise we won't be wearing any silly Santa hats or reindeer antlers. No jingle bells and no "Jingle Bells." You don't have to come early and stand in line to get a deal to get in. It's three bucks, whether you come at five or seven.
So even if you have a high tolerance for yuletide cheer, come on out. We'll all have a merry old time.
BTW, how did "Sleigh Ride" and "Winter Wonderland" become Christmas songs?
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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