Let The Christmas Games Begin

You’ve already seen the beginning of the carol countdown, and an accounting of the related carol conflict, but that’s just the tip of the Christmas and Holiday-themed carousel of seasonal chaos headed your way.  I’ve got more musical selections, tales of my childhood, thrilling accounts of my seasonal holiday activities, and of course it wouldn’t be Old Road Apples without some very festive photos lifted shamelessly, but with the utmost respect, admiration, and affection, from a wide variety of strangers.  Let the rum-soaked holly-festooned revelry begin.  And I didn’t even tell you about Thanksgiving yet.

Because everyone knows that Santa is the REAL World’s Most Interesting Man.

the man


About JunkChuck

Native, Militant Westsylvanian (the first last best place), laborer, gardener, and literary hobbyist (if by literary you mean "hack"). I've had a bunch of different blogs, probably four, due to a recurring compulsion to start over. This incarnation owes to a desire to dredge up the best entries of the worst little book of hand-scrawled poems I could ever dream of writing, salvageable excerpts from fiction both in progress and long-abandoned. and a smattering of whatever the hell seems to fit at any particular moment. At first blush, I was here just to focus on old, terrible verse, but I reserve the right to include...anything. Maybe everything, certainly my love of pulp novels growing garlic, the Pittsburgh Steelers and howling at the moon--both figuratively and, on rare occasions, literally.
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