(I wish I knew the name of this tune....)
Duuun
DUNN
DA-DUUUUUMMMMM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
(Those would be tympani drums, I believe)
Is it the Theme from 2001 Space Odyssey?
Anyhoodle - This anthem played in my mind last night as I hit the "Purchase" button on Amazon.com, thereby COMPLETING my Christmas shopping.
Honest to God, what did we do before The Interwebz?
Did I really pack myself into a mall - along with everyone else who didn't have Internet access because, well, it didn't exist?
Yes, I did. As a matter of fact, the most memorable anxiety attack of my life happened 25 years ago at Woodfield Mall in the days leading up to Christmas. :: shudder ::
ANYWAY - Woot! Done. Fini.
I feel like I should do something to celebrate.
Ah, but wait. There's still wrapping to be done. And wrapping, to someone with OCD tendencies, is like a person with a severe gluten allergy trying bake 10 dozen cookies. It ain't pretty.
I'm not in love with that analogy, but there you have it.
:: sigh ::
Duuun
DUNN
DA-DUUUUUMMMMM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
BOOM, BOOM
(Those would be tympani drums, I believe)
Is it the Theme from 2001 Space Odyssey?
Anyhoodle - This anthem played in my mind last night as I hit the "Purchase" button on Amazon.com, thereby COMPLETING my Christmas shopping.
Honest to God, what did we do before The Interwebz?
Did I really pack myself into a mall - along with everyone else who didn't have Internet access because, well, it didn't exist?
Yes, I did. As a matter of fact, the most memorable anxiety attack of my life happened 25 years ago at Woodfield Mall in the days leading up to Christmas. :: shudder ::
ANYWAY - Woot! Done. Fini.
I feel like I should do something to celebrate.
Ah, but wait. There's still wrapping to be done. And wrapping, to someone with OCD tendencies, is like a person with a severe gluten allergy trying bake 10 dozen cookies. It ain't pretty.
I'm not in love with that analogy, but there you have it.
:: sigh ::
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"Sprach Zarathustra" by Richard Strauss!
We don't quite know what we'll do with ourselves for the next three weeks.