O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum Wo sind deine lieblichen Nadeln? O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum Hat dich jemand gestreift, während sie tweedten? Du bist rasiert und nackt und ohne Grün Keine schönen Wedel dort zu sehen O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum Ach, dein Meister, der Ärmste der Büttel.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree Where are your lovely needles?
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree
Did someone strip you while they tweedled? You're shaved and bare and lacking green No lovely fronds there to be seen O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree Alas, your master, the poorest of beadles.
As the end of the year quickly approaches, out come "the lists" - the best ofs, the most populars, the trends of the year, the things we can do without in 2018. Since November they've been appearing regularly and making the rounds. I like lists. I can't say exactly why ... but I like them. In some cases it might be for the general knowledge they impart. Others for the surprise factor revelations. Still others because of the simple "I did not know that" factor. This one I found amusing. Based on tracking online items purchased throughout the year, Walmart put together this list of most popular items by state. Some? Pretty understandable. RV & marine antifreeze in Alaska? Makes perfect sense. Wisconsin's proclivity to buy Green Bay Packers bath mats? Yeah, I can see that. I even get the popularity of personal travel care kits for Utah. But ... root beer extract? "Ghost in the Shell" DVDs? Cinnamon-flavored toothpaste, watermelon-flavored gum and grape-flavored drink mix? Interesting, unexpected and comical selections from, respectively, Louisiana, Connecticut, New Hampshire, North Dakota and Ohio. (Louisiana's got something going on down there I feel I need to find out about.) Please, enjoy.
Welp ... here we are. The final day of National Blog Posting Month, the 2017 edition. In truth, it seems like it went by in a rush. All of a sudden, the final day of November is here, Thanksgiving is a distant memory and the last month of the year - with all its pageantry, decorations, lights and music - looms large. Does that mean the curtain is coming down on blogging, sharing stuff and doling out vital information that needs be doled out for your personal edification?
Of course not. It's just an end to NaBloPoMo, that's all. I can satisfactorily state, with emphatic aplomb, the commitment of this little exercise wasn't as difficult as it initially appeared. Blathering each and every day, 30 individual times without a break and without preparing posts in advance ... couldn't that lead to some possible anxiety-inducing disquietude? Nah. All it took was a little extra thinking, a bit of delving into the past, a few first-hand situations and some imagination. (And, yeah ... I've got imagination to spare, as evidenced by some of the topics I've provided over the course of the month. Possible Nutcracker Of Death, anyone?) I still have yet to seriously delve all the other participants' blog postings. But I love reading, so that won't be a problem. While I might have set a goal for this week, it's taken a different path and shoved my whims and desires by the wayside. So ... it's been fun. And inspiring. And enlightening, too. I hope those who have partaken of my assorted brands of monkey business have either been entertained or learned sumpin' useful. Or not. Hey, who knows? Maybe I've even won you over on something ...
.......... Ruprecht ( STOPwith the NaBloPoMo posts already, for Pete's sake ...)
Of course, at the very end of it all, the damned logo has finally gone and righted itself ...