Christmas Eve

Tuesday we went to the local Movie Gallery to rent some flicks for watching over this 4 day weekend. We picked out 5: Kabluey, In Bruges, This Christmas, Adrift in Manhattan and Bonneville. We were off early today and TNT was showing The Bourne Supremacy, the second in the trilogy, so we watched it and then instead of watching one of our 5 rentals we dug into our own collection and watched the third installment, The Bourne Ultimatum.

Tomorrow for your Christmas gift from me to you, I’ll post a picture of my right knee. Plus I still owe a post on why we stay in Bed & Breakfasts and for Friday, December 12th from our Florida trip.

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Somebody Stole My Santa Claus Suit

Randy over on A Voice Wandering In The City asked what your favorite “unusual” Christmas song is and here is mine, Somebody Stole My Santa Claus Suit by the Christmas Jug Band.

Somebody stole my Santa Claus suit.
Somebody ripped off my beard, hat and boots.
Some little fatso is all dressed in red.
He even had the gall to swipe the pillow off my bed.
Now what’s my kids going to think,
If Santas a no-show, well boy, they’ll raise a stink.
But, deck the halls and what the hell,
I still got my jingle bell.
So sucker you can keep the suit,
‘Cause frankly, I don’t give hoot.

Somebody stole my Santa Claus suit.
Somebody ripped off my beard, hat and boots.
Some little fatso is all dressed in red.
He even had the gall to swipe the pillow off my bed.
Now what’s my kids going to think,
If Santas a no-show, well boy, they’ll raise a stink.
But, deck the halls and what the hell,
I still got my jingle bell.
So sucker you can keep the suit,
‘Cause frankly, I don’t give hoot.

But, where oh where is my Santa Claus suit?
That get-up set me back a bundle of loot.
The beard alone was four ninety-eight.
The box it came in was an antique orange crate.
Some body took the whole shabang.
If I find that rolly-polly mother, he’s going to hang.
But gee, I guess that’s no way to be.
He might do some good with it and all, thanks to me.
So sucker you can keep the suit,
‘Cause frankly, I don’t give hoot.

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