Thursday, December 23, 2004
 

Ensure, Ensure, Ensure

Unensure, unensure, unensure.

Somewhere, there's a generation of kids growing up who won't get that joke.

At any rate, that's what I'm currently drinking (I find the Vanilla Supreme flavor quite palatable), given that it's been mandated that I'm not eating enough (everything tastes like sand, so I'm just eating Cheerios, which are close enough to sand not to cause any cognitive dissonance). My great-grandmother and I often discuss Ensure (High Protein! Complete, Balanced Nutrition!) and our favorite flavors thereof. It's a bonding point. Spanning the generations and all that.

So, Christmas draws nigh. I'm always more interested to see what I don't get (as per my Amazon wish list) than what I do get. For example, The Complete Poems of Allen Ginsberg remained on my list through several major holiday occasions before I gave in and bought it myself. Insulting English, for example, seems to have been on my list since June 11, 2001, with no takers to date.

This year, I expect not to receive:

Millennium, first season;
RHPS soundtrack;
The Plot Against America;
and Squeaky: The Life and Times of Lynette Alice Fromme, among other items.

I am disturbed that the following items from my childhood are making a comeback:
Care Bears (for the complete story of my Care Bear related childhood traumas, relating to the fact that I didn't own any and my mother wouldn't take me to see the movies, feel free to e-mail me);
Rainbow Brite;
Strawberry Shortcake (never one of my favorites).

But you know what we really need? A Smurf revival.

Reading: debating between Ian Rankin and Jane Haddam
Listening: brother making annoying noises with packaging
Current Obsession: if people would just let me stay in bed all day, then I wouldn't obsess, would I?
Alice: is getting a positively insane amount of attention.

Elvisette philosophized at 7:37 PM