THE CHRISTMAS TREE IS THE MISTLETOE!!!: LOT OF LOVE

Jen and i drive to the Christmas tree lot. Jen does most of the driving. 

Jen R: i just get the feeling we won't be needing a saw of any kind when we get there. nature is the FOREST.

when we get there it at first looks like your typical traditional Christmas tree lot, 12 rows by 12 rows of GREEN Douglas firs all lined up. but the closer we walk to the lot the more the scenery changes. 

Jen: you gotta trudge even if you're not in boots and lime-green Grinch socks.

the lot turns into a SNOWscape, ALL WHITE save for ONE TREE buried in snow. 

Jen: i can still see the green flecks of that tree, we'll take THAT one.

the Christmas tree floats up and follows us to Jen's car. it hovers just above the roof as we drive it home.

Jen: lot saws, what are they good for? 
 

the car-ride conversation home is a dire one.

Jen: think about it, when we're married, marriages are not all sunshine and cornflakes. there are gonna be LONG STRETCHES of time when we don't see each other, we won't talk FOR MONTHS, you know, "business meetings."

me: i can't handle that shit!!! i get separation anxiety!!!

ad hoc: MacGyver.

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer: fuck you, Putin.

Silk Stalkings: that Ganon music.

Pee-wee Herman: neon blinds, spiral staircase, black-and-white checkered floor, now THAT's a '90s apartment!!!

Rob Estes: i was about to make love to my best friend's wife.

Mitzi Kapture: right there in the middle of the music store? what if a customer came in?

Limbo: The Forbidden Dance.

Cher: snap out of it!!!.........no but seriously, depression is a serious problem, be there for your sad friends.

mom: halfway-house heal, not halfway heal.

Fernando Pessoa: first it seems strange, then it becomes familiar. this does not apply to Diet Coke. New Coke i can take, Diet Coke is just not good.

Gladyce: nobody ever thinks about cleaning their hamper.

Jackie Fitzgerald: ...

Alex P. Keaton: i was the reason Reagan won twice...

strawberry milk: spa-day drink.

Bowen Yang: see? eggnog and SNL are NOT good together, not a happy holiday tradition. the eggnog makes you sick so you have to leave...

Chloe Fineman: not me as Jennifer Coolidge as Mrs. Claus.

Suzy Lu and Steejo: the thing is, WE'RE the ones doing Toonami Christmas now. remember 4 movies in the month of December? remember when it was a real Christmas vacation? Ghost in the Shell, the '90s movie that looks like an '80s movie, we're doing the good stuff, people!!! the stuff that left you with warm nostalgic festive feeling...

Bing Crosby: i'm dreaming of a Wet Christmas...

David Bowie: strange pairing, wouldn't you say? but it's Christmas so let's just get on with it.

Bing: whatever you say, pretty boy. hey, can i be androgynous like you?

Bowie: don't have the hair for it, mate, you look like my father. "Little Drummer Boy," how are we gonna do this? 

Bing: i'm a bottom. i've always been a bottom.

Jameela Jamil: i had an orgasm in front of 6,000 farmers. i was DJing and the bass under me was so intense, so pounding, so VIBRATING, i had to let it out.

Farmer John: my bacon got salted.

the Farmer in the Dell: i got lost in the dell forever.

Spalding Gray: not my daughter...

Jameela: really i got excited because the farmers were growing the potatoes that turn into Pringles...

Fish Police: if Ralph Bakshi was on NBC...

John Ritter: i was the only handsome voice actor.

fish: we like cornflakes, not fish flakes.

Ralph Bakshi: hey, is it technically being a furry if you're only into fish women with big tits?

"Wonderful Christmastime" by Wings: the first Vaporwave Christmas song...

on the car ride home, Jen and i kiss for a long time. so much so we swerve into a ditch because we both had our eyes closed.

Jen R: what the fuck was that?

me: dunno.

Jen: wait i got it, the Christmas tree on our car roof, THE CHRISTMAS TREE IS THE MISTLETOE!!!

me: oh yeah. 

Jen: that's why it should always be green. it's some sort of magic tree.

me: well Christmas is magic, no?

Jen: for some reason our tree requires no water...

Jen: and to think, you wanted our Christmas tree to have flocking.

me: but that snow flocking is cool, i love when the tree's WHITE, California doesn't get snow you know!!!

Jen: you wanna trick your mind into thinking you live inside a St. Elsewhere snowglobe?

me: in the '80s we used real snow, that is, we SPRAYPAINTED the tree with white spray paint that was like some sort of faux-snow coating. a real toxic concoction. messy mixture. i huffed those fumes and my brain got damaged on Christmas. 

Jen: you just want to eat our tree. it looks like a giant powdered-sugar tree Christmas cookie, you want to impress Mary Berry. you want to fuck Mary Berry.

Jen: and to think, you wanted one of those Christmas trees with JUST silver string that looks like a weeping willow.

me: i was feeling weepy at the time.

Jen: do you know how dangerous it is to feel sad during Christmas? you can't hang decorations on the silver weeping-willow Christmas tree, they all droop down to the carpet. 

me: you can put streamers around it, silver streamers.

Jen: still got the Macy's star for the tree-topper. it's from the '80s. when Macy's was still cool, had the giant red Santa's Letter mailbox in the fountain.  

Jen: we'll talk about tree decorations tomorrow...

 

CURSING THE GOOD GUYS: MACHO MAN

 

Stuart Scott: I made ESPN2 cool!!! not the windsurfing!!!

Tatiana Schlossberg: what're we planning?

Stu: hold up i got an idea. follow my lead.

the two make it to the silver tower where the 8 old white guys with white hair run everything. run the world. and run away from the problems of the world.

Tatiana: 8, like a self-eating snake.

Stu and Tatiana dance and sing in front of these men the Village People song "Macho Man" which leaves the men quite bewildered.

Stu: good, they didn't get it.

Rob Reiner: what happened to dignity?

me: whenever i drink caffeine my glands swell up, the glands in my neck hurt, they're like fish gills.

Jen R: as long as you're Don Knotts in The Incredible Mr. Limpet you'll be fine.

Wisconsin Cheeseman: when you can't think of anything and.........i mean everyone likes cheese, right?...

This Old House: don't you want to see our carpenters in tuxes ordering the bluemason stone saucer of spaghetti from the very International House of Pancakes they themselves demolished?

Silk Stalkings: Red Shoe Diaries on broadcast TV...

guacamole: you really don't want to be eating me in the morning.

Minute Maid in a Jane Austen dress: why does day-old apple juice taste like cider with lead in it?

Pepto Bismol: it was NEVER supposed to be weird white chalky dust powder...

Jane Austen: Emma? come on, bloating isn't feminism!!!

Stevie Nicks restarts VH1 Storytellers. she saunters up onto the small stage of a burnt-umber bookshop that seats 5 in the audience and starts BELTING OUT "Bullet With Butterfly Wings" wailing on her electric guitar.

burnt umber: toasting marshmallows in the California Siennas...

Mona Lisa: i have fair skin...

Maha: ironically, i was the one who gave your mom those suspicious street pills that made her unhealthy...

Chilly Willy: you made fun of me from the start. the drill into the ice making a circle fishing-hole. i'd never be as beloved as Woody Woodpecker. yeah well at least i don't FALL when i'm walking in the snow!!!

Oolong: U.S. Acres? we are BOTH two pigs who don't do a damn thing all day...

Samantha Maker: floating vanity, because it's like a magic trick.

Yaron: it's like when Doctor Who heals himself in floating stasis.

Samantha: i like the aesthetic of the circular sink because it's so '90s. i look at that circular sink and i think of frosted tips.

Dawn: clean those ducks so they can sell that Lundberg sushi rice!!!

Jackie: i mean i was NOT in a good place before Walker miraculously entered my life. remember when i had you do my laundry for me? i brought over from next door my alice-blue weave hamper which just had my panties in the hamper but somehow that hamper weighed 280 pounds.

Tatiana: our leaders: our president, bank presidents, CEOs, Congresspeople, judges with robes with long pockets, that one local corrupt councilman head drunk on provincial power, university provosts not cute empathic professors who feel the students, cop-charity-ball envelopers, gods and devils alike, they have failed us. they're born into a system which oppresses us. decisions are made without our knowledge. why do they get to write the rules? is the pen a secret quill? why do they get to build the table? almond oil is from the Giving Tree, the people's tree. only if we continue to MOCK them will their unearned power weaken. we must SHAME THEM DAILY for what they did to us.     

CURSING THE GOOD GUYS: P90X

 

Stuart Scott: are you kidding me? someone as COOL as me should not have met the end i did. it's unthinkable.

cold universe: it is what it is.

Stu: do you know what being cool means? the concept of coolness?

cold universe: ...

Stu: do you even know what BOO-YAH is?

cold universe: ...

Stu: Navy thunderstorms?

cold universe: i don't pay attention to the weather on Earth...

Stuart: it started off precariously enough, with the bionic eye i was given. but you know, that turned out to be a blessing, it was a good thing, it made me different. i couldn't see like everyone else, i saw in WAVES OF RAINBOW COLOR like the hyperspace scene from 2001: A Space Odyssey, that was cool.

Rob Reiner: when did niceness leave the land?

we're benedicting over a cereal container once from Small Wonder but now in the iconic row of Jerry's apartment kitchen on Seinfeld.

Jen R: do the thing.

me: dad i miss you, but thank you for Jen. i wish you were still here, but bringing Jen to me was a blessing.

Jen: that is so wholesome. i am your dad in female form.

me: how you feelin?

Jen: YOU're the one who's sick, remember? you always do that. you're the one with the pale face. Pepto Bismol is the real MVP.

me: there's never Pepto in the cupboard when you need it.

Jen: the MINUTE you start to feel queasy from that stupid burrito you ate, take the Bismol.

Joyce Bulifant as a brunette: better than pep pills.

Jen: it SOOTHES your stomach. it's like old chalky antacid tabs from 1975 in liquid-gold pink form. it's nice and BUBBLY. i need to use the toilet.

me: okay but i was in the middle of a nice soothing poo. i'm gonna have to go back to the bathroom when you're done and restart my poo proceedings. 

Oolong: the inside of my ears are bacon.

capybara: don't worry, i'm a giant hamster.

Michelle Branch: i went to a Diddy party, but all i did was smoke weed and eat tacos with Owen Wilson.

Owen Wilson: wasn't me. i went to a Diddy party but all i did was eat pepperoni pizza with Reggie Miller.

Anthony Geary: what a shame, i was the only actor who could have played Matt Frewer as that alien-artifact collector in the bathrobe with the knowing full-face ten-gallon smirk on Star Trek: The Next Generation...

Zalman King: the best hookers are the best liars. 

Patricia Louisianna Knop: and the best actors are the best liars.........there is no connection...

Kelly: you just never know...

The New York Knicks: NBA (Cup) champions.

Stuart Scott: i worked out like a demon. every day i did a RIGOROUS STRENUOUS 7-hour exercise session of P90X so hard my body became a shell. i was so EXHAUSTED after my bionic eye went blurry. and the WHOLE TIME you knew this was useless, none of this mattered, none of this would stave off, the result was in the offing, the end was foretold, just a matter of time, carried out silently and swiftly like a drop of Jupiter.

cold universe: ...

Stu: that, my friend, is the very definition of CRUEL.

CURSING THE GOOD GUYS: MISS MEARA

 

Tatiana Schlossberg: it just isn't fair. i didn't ask to be born a Kennedy. and i'm cursed with cancer because long ago Daddy Joe Kennedy made a deal with the Devil? i guess in exchange for a permanent lineage of good looks, wealth, and power, none of us will live very long? i wasn't involved in ANY of this!!! but that's the thing, the Kennedys brought GOOD unto this world. good works. it was prestige but it was prestige to help the poor. we won't mention RFK Jr., he got iced out of the family by the devil himself, booted by a cloven hoof to a place worse than Hell: that face of RFK Jr. that the whole world can see.

Tatiana: how does one make sense of this? the only way is to make the devil less scary, make him a joke, slowly the curse wears off over time from overrub. make him small with an insult, cut him down to size. the TINY blue imp he is. you decrease the devil's power as your body starts to makes antibodies again which fight off those cancerous cells making a mockery of you, making your body work AGAINST you. you regain your agency. it's not about self-worth, it's about normal. 

Rob Reiner: what the fuck's going on in the world? how much worse can things get? is there room anymore for a lazy sanity? i'm just your everyday mensch at your local deli telling you the stuff you think about, the stuff you want to say, but can't in these fraught times. it's not about being liberal, it's about having sense. it's about not being crazy. you know i wasn't political growing up as a young man. believe it or not, i used to be slim. i was thinking of growing my hair long like a hippie and joining a metal band. and when the music fails as it does for all of us, trying comedy. the Meathead character changed me. i figured i'd be fighting REAL Archie Bunkers the rest of my life and i was sadly proven right!!!

Rob Reiner: what a shame. i wanted to do a remake of My Favorite Year as a tribute to my dad...

Diet Rite: was there a Rite soda that wasn't diet? Regular Rite? Rite Classic? New Rite? was it just called Rite?

Premier League: bit of both, Bex...

what makes a gentleman?: BlueChew.

Premier League: all these fixtures around Christmas, it's too many matches. soccer players get sick in December, there'll be nobody around!!!

Jen R: EVERYBODY gets sick in December.

Jen R: should i leave?

me: doesn't matter. it's too late.

Jen: too late?

me: i've already fallen in love with you...

Terres Unsoeld: when you can't publish a book like the rest of us, when your book goes unsold, OF COURSE you become a faerie shaman!!!

Sherman Hemsley: Hems, hems, get it? because i made my fortune in dry cleaning...

George Jefferson: come on, little white girl with the freak pink bunny ears, dance with a GROOVE in your leg like this.

Louise Belcher: from now on everyone calls me Weezy Belcher.

Sneaux: Pokemon snow.

Tatiana despite her sapped energy makes it to the red fortress hanging precariously off the black melted cragface.

Tatiana: was sappening?

devil: ...

Tatiana: i figured you wouldn't be a Cheech & Chong fan, you don't understand the concept of cool. you smell like hot dog water, boy.

devil: shut up. my mommy says i didn't get any dates because i have a hereditary biological condition that makes my sweat smelly.

Tatiana: yeah it's called sin. why don't you leave the rest of us alone. don't blame us for your shortcomings. it's not our fault you flunked out of school.

devil: you know that really was the worst insult you could have used on me, my favorite food is hot dogs.

Tatiana: *sigh* i really have to find a good place, a distraction, a feeling of past happiness. Head of the Class makes me happy. i pretend i'm Miss Meara from that show, especially that 1990 Christmas episode, you know the one where that smart blonde high school student tries to find her birth mom. turns out she's adopted, who knew? there's such a feeling of WARMTH and peace and comfort back there in 1990, that things are going to be okay, things are going in the right direction. turns out the USSR stuff was overblown, right? a calmness home and abroad. Miss Meara wears innocent sexy black lingerie underneath her raincoat as she visits her secret man, that Scottish teacher with the THICK brogue accent no one could understand not even him or his Scottish mother. and OF COURSE the students catch Miss Meara accidentally stripping. the students were outside upstairs in the glass loft peeking like church mice. Miss Meara was returning a kindness, the Scottish teacher man with cabbage for hair found out her most precious nostalgic memory from childhood was her Easy-Bake Oven so he got her the last Easy-Bake Oven at Toys R Us in Times Square. imagine that, Easy-Bake Ovens were scarce even in 1990!!! *sigh* i should have been a teacher like Miss Meara...