Yuletide Carols
Tuesday, December 19th, 2006"Messages Hidden in Yuletide Carols" — article from Reuters:
Some of the best-loved English Christmas carols bear more than
tidings of comfort and joy, expert Ian Bradley believes. Some, he says,
could be coded calls to revolution.
Bradley said recent research suggested the much-sung carol, O Come,
All Ye Faithful, may have been written to rally to arms supporters of
18th-century Scottish Prince Charles, who led the Jacobite uprising
against the English.
Another favorite, It Came Upon a Midnight Clear, was inspired, at
least in part, by the 1848 revolutions in France and Germany and
Chartist uprisings in Britain, said Bradley.
A third carol, Angels from the Realms of Glory, first appeared in a
radical English newspaper in 1816 and was written by James Montgomery,
a man jailed for supporting the storming of the Bastille during the
French Revolution.
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Anyways, that was just a side thing. Sorry if I bore you non-historians. I know I almost fell asleep myself. Btw, speaking of Yuletide, Yul won the "Survivor"! If I had any celeb crush right now, it’d be him. Also, I was thinking, a million bucks is a lot to handle, especially when it comes with public expectations. When you get that kind of money on national TV, people who know you as well as random charity organizations expect a piece of that. By the time they get done with you, there’s probably not much left besides tax-deductibles. But I’m sure with Yul’s shrewdness he’ll make them his puppets and get his way in the end.
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My birthday was mind-blowing! I thought it was gonna be the lamest ever, since 24 is a really blah number, ya know. But nooo.
As you see in the above picture, I got a full set of Friends DVDs Seasons 1-10, which I’ve been wanting ever since the series wrapped, but always thought I’d buy it when I’m 40 and own a parrot and have nothing more important to get (DVDs aren’t that high on my priority list). Now it’s MINE and I can’t go to sleep without lovingly gazing at it!
Also, this came in the mail and I squealed for a good 5 minutes:
Brilliant, you guys (you farm people know who you are, I hope). I realize that it very much affirms my FOB status. It also fits the holiday colors. And totally feminizes my mean-machine Solara.
P, the guy responsible for the Friends gift, took me out and I got to put on some serious evening dress so we could chow.
This was my half-rack lamb entree. Fine cuisine these days really tries to present veggies in their natural forms, I’ve observed. I recommend Bistango (Irvine) for the food, modern-art ambiance, and the live music after 8.
My coolest SG ever, Popcorn, helped celebrate the big day. I’m getting flashbacks.
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It baffles me how the working class survives holiday season. Do they have time to even pick their nose? I don’t work or go to school but still haven’t had time to watch my Friends DVDs, no matter how hard I try! Ok so I may sleep a little too much (give or take 12 hours — that’s half of 24). But when I get up, I get so busy job hunting, apartment hunting, Christmas shopping, and getting back to my peeps whose calls/emails I’ve, er, missed. *If you’re one of them, trust me, you’re on my subconscious. Constantly yelling at me for procrastinating.*
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Once upon a time,
A Korean boy and an Indonesian boy got into an argument about who can handle hot sauce better. A spice challenge ensued.
Each boy brought their own hot sauce (and more) and almost drank them if not for wise intervention. It was determined that they’d simultaneously chomp on a huge glob of hot sauce on tiny finger foods, slowly working from mildest up to strongest sauce. Without having a drop of water. He who gets water first, loses.
Champion was Indo boy (OBVIOUSLY). Korean boy declared, "I’ll be back with a vengeance!" as we await round two, which will happen once K-boy gets over his trauma.
This report was brought to you by a very biased source.
