Saturday 9: Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
19 December 2015
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Saturday 9: Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer (1979)
Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.
Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here.
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1) According to a marketing research firm, this song is both one of the most played and most hated songs of the season. Do you like it?
Meh. I used to love it as a kid, but now, I could take it or leave it.
2) In this song, Grandma's troubles start when she drinks too much eggnog. Do you like eggnog?
Pretty much the same as the last answer; however, a fortnight ago, Hubs asked me to buy some rum for his eggnog when I next ran to Publix. Obligingly, I ran into the Publix liquor store to do that very thing, and I found this bottle of Evan Williams Original Southern Egg Nog waiting for me there instead. The shopkeep told me, and I quote, "It'll knock you on your ass. It's damned good." So I bought some. I'm here to say that he was right on both counts.
3) In the song, Grandpa recovers from losing Grandma by drinking beer and playing cards with Cousin Mel. Will you be celebrating the holidays with cousins?
3) In the song, Grandpa recovers from losing Grandma by drinking beer and playing cards with Cousin Mel. Will you be celebrating the holidays with cousins?
Sadly, no. I'd love to, but I don't know if the feeling is mutual. I didn't grow up around any of my three cousins, and now my kids are having the same unfortunate experience. Kind of a boo-hoo maker, but... it is what it is, I guess.
4) When did you most recently drink a beer? Was it in a bottle, a can or a glass?
4) When did you most recently drink a beer? Was it in a bottle, a can or a glass?
I had a can of Coors Light at the U. Miami Alumni Avenue Homecoming Party last month. I never used to be much of a beer drinker; I can count on my fingers the number of times I've even sipped one in my life. However, after the (MUCH) better part of four decades, I think I'm coming around to that barlish and hopular elixir!
5) The lyrics refer to "pudding of fig." In "We Wish You a Merry Christmas," the carolers demand figgy pudding. Yet despite its popularity in holiday songs, Sam has never tasted fig pudding. Have you?
5) The lyrics refer to "pudding of fig." In "We Wish You a Merry Christmas," the carolers demand figgy pudding. Yet despite its popularity in holiday songs, Sam has never tasted fig pudding. Have you?
I've never been given the opportunity. However, I've also never been offered mincemeat pie. Given the choice, I'd much rather the former. Now, blood pudding, on the other hand, is completely out of the question.
6) Thinking of holiday sweets, would you prefer a gingerbread cookie or slice of pumpkin pie?
6) Thinking of holiday sweets, would you prefer a gingerbread cookie or slice of pumpkin pie?
Pumpkin pie, DUH! (Gingerbread: not a fan of me, nor I of it.)
7) This song was recorded by a duo named Elmo & Patsy. It occurs to Sam that she has never met anyone named Elmo. How about you? Any Elmos in your life?
7) This song was recorded by a duo named Elmo & Patsy. It occurs to Sam that she has never met anyone named Elmo. How about you? Any Elmos in your life?
I, like many other parents of Generation Z'ers, have entirely too much firsthand knowledge of Tickle Me Elmo. Otherwise, no Elmos in my life, either.
8) Do you need snow to get "into the spirit?"
8) Do you need snow to get "into the spirit?"
Listen up, y'all: I grew up in Syracuse, New York, where scenes like the above occurred every year for about all year save one day (which is barely an exaggeration). I need sun, palm trees, and warmth to forget about that particular "need."
9) Random question: Are you going to get/have you gotten a flu shot this year?
9) Random question: Are you going to get/have you gotten a flu shot this year?
I did. It was quick and painless. The allergic reaction from my hyperactive immune system for the next umpteen days was less fun!
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That was fun. I plan to get around to visiting some of you back this week, so, uh, comment and I'll comment back. (Don't hold your breath, though, because I suck at that. I'm making it one of my New Year's Resolutions for 2016, though!)
Fin.