As I sit here typing this post, I have my Accuradio tuned to a station that plays only holiday music. Classic holiday music. Bing Crosby. Burl Ives singing "Silver and Gold." The Peanuts gang crooning "Christmas Time is Here." I'm waiting for Judy Garland and Rosemary Clooney. Suzy Snowflake and some chestnuts roasting.
Why, you may ask, am I listening to Christmas music in the middle of March? Because it lifts my spirits for some reason. Makes me happy. It's an easy, cheap way to make my day a little lighter. Since I don't have a prescription for Valium, I depend on "Frosty the Snowman" to take the edge off stressful days.
It's legal, doesn't show up in urine tests, and has a good beat.
Now, if Saint Marty could lay his hands on some eggnog, the day would be perfect.
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