Holiday Hanging

As a kid, on Christmas Eve, I'd be psychotic with anticipation. I think one of my fondest Christmas memories was getting a ColecoVision. 1982. I played the hell out of that thing. We were living in the boondocks of Brooklyn at the time...

I had a lot of good X-mases. I been watching a shitload of old-school Christmas specials/cartoons, trying to work up some kind of feeling.

But I got no feeling. Except cold.

The Grinch has stolen Christmas. Scrooge will sleep without dreams tonight.

My 30th Christmas shall be stillborn.

Light a candle. Say "Malice Highload" in a mirror five times.

Demons keep me company tonight.