Holiday Meme

Courtesy of Pratt.


Year of the first Christmas you can remember- 1966.

An early Christmas memory? A drum and a pomegranate.

Ever in a holiday play? When? I wrote the lower grades (grades 1-3) play when I was 7.

Did you play a role? What was it? The Angel who announced the meaning of the Star to the Three Wise Men. I was quite charming.

Favorite holiday ornament (Past and present)Past: A 60s clear glass ball with frosted white lush snow and a decoration inside that looked like a striped surfboard. Present: My framed picture of Kuan Yin standing in a lotus leaf, hanging beneath a purple-and-white lace/organdy lei.

Decoration you dread seeing every year: One or two of the giant decorations in front of Honolulu Hale. The others are really cute.

Classic Christmas song you never get tired of: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Classic Christmas song you loathe: Do You Hear What I Hear

Modern Christmas song you never get tired of: The Keith Richards cover of "Run, Run Rudolph" by Chuck Berry

Modern Christmas song you loathe: "Jingle Bells Rock"

Naughty or Nice? Naughty.

If you have a Christmas tree, real or artificial? Don't have one. Enjoy the giant community one (a real tree) the City puts up in front of Honolulu Hale every year.

Any holiday traditions unique to your family you'd like to share? I usually like the World Arts Bazaar at the Honolulu Academy of Arts.

If you were an elf what would your elf name be? Elvira.

Favorite Christmas Movie: "1941," with John Belushi.

Best Scrooge Ever: Carl Barks's Uncle Scrooge.

Favorite Christmas Special: "Rudolph the Red-nose Reindeer" (1964)

Favorite Misfit Toy: Mr. Potato Head.

Have you ever re-gifted? No.

Do you still rush out and shop on the 24th? No.

Can you wrap presents well? Yes, thank you.

What's one thing you know will always be in your Christmas stocking? A subsctiption to "Private Eye" (U.K.).

Spill a holiday secret- Occasionally, I wait to buy presents until they're on sale. :-)

Started on your Christmas Cards yet? Manana, amigo.

Do you bake Christmas cookies? No.

You find yourself under the mistletoe with Pratt. What do you do? Wonder why the hell I'm in greater Philadelphia without a guy on a skateboard in sight.

Do you leave cookies out for Santa? No. For his own sake, he should be on a diet.

Can I refill your egg nog? Sante!

psycho drama

All Noh plots are transcendental, and many are complicated, but this one is just surreally great:

Saigyo Zakura

"It is spring. A group of people come to enjoy the blossoms of a cherry tree near the priest-poet Saigyo's hermitage. He writes a poem in which he blames the cherry tree for the intrusion. That night, the spirit of the cherry tree appears to Saigyo, denies that it was at fault, and dances in celebration of spring, till the morning sun begins to tint the horizon."

--Noh, by Daiji Maruoka & Tatsuo Yoshikoshi

Now, if only those idiots in the big building next door who set off their car alarms at quaint hours would come over and dance in celebration of Ludwig van Beethoven, the Deaf Musician...