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http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wwdn/~3/DndSmVk6cGc/christmas-wishes-from-steve-martin-and-me-wil-wheaton.html Steve Martin has a Christmas wish to share with you:
(If you can't see Hulu videos, or just want the audio, YouTube has you covered. It's a Christmas miracle!)
And here's my holiday wish, which isn't nearly as funny, but is at least (if not more) sincere:
Whatever you choose to celebrate this time of year, I hope it's filled with all the stuff you like, none of the stuff you don't like, and that you're surrounded by people you love, because that's how I'm doing it, and it rules.
Happy and Merry, everyone.
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When I was growing up, there was the expectation that one of the local TV stations would be showing the Alastair Simm A Christmas Carol on Christmas eve, and that we would watch it. I used to be scared of the Ghost of Christmas Present, because he was big and loud and a force of nature, and, well, A GHOST. For some reason, the ghost part didn't register with me in relation to the Ghost of Christmas Past, whom I found innocuous and kind of tiresome. I was terrified of the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, and would watch that entire section of the movie through my fingers. For years. With great pleasure. I bet that doesn't surprise you at all, does it? Now broadcast TV stations don't rerun A Christmas Carol (either the Alastair Simm or the George C. Scott versions), or It's a Wonderful Life or Miracle on 34th St., because we can rent them if we want them. Sigh--farewell, childhood traditions. But here at the WTF Network, we're prepared to fill that lamentable gap with quality, original Christmas eve programming...that might be a little bit scary in places. Okay, maybe a lot scary. Tomorrow we'll air a very special episode of Shadow Unit: "On Faith," by Sarah Monette. There's no actual only a very little Christmas content, and it's about teamwork and poison rather than misers and Cratchits. But if you want to, you can read it through your fingers. Because some traditions are worth holding onto. Tags: fiction, shadow unit, wtf Right now? I'm: like a kid at Xmas
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Musician/writer Christine Hart felt it necessary to preserve this Twitter exchange from earlier in the year:
I have just been informed via the power of Twitter that I’m on io9’s 2009 Science Fiction Power List, alongside, um, Lady Gaga. Actually, it’s kind of an interesting list — and an interesting, if peculiar, concept. Doubtless, by the time you read it, the comments section will have filled with snark. But the article itself is worth a read (not least because it includes Lady Gaga. I think even Bill Gibson was talking about that last video).
I’ve just been informed that Bleeding Cool will be broadcasting all through Xmas Day.
Me? I will doubtless still be ruminating on the fact that five minutes ago I was selecting children’s books for my daughter, and that apparently with the passage of no time whatsoever I am now wrapping a MOCK THE WEEK: UNCUT DVD for her. Not sure how she went from Maurice Sendak to Frankie Boyle yelling "cunt" overnight, but suddenly she’s 14 and arguing with me over rap/rock, guitarists and what the best track on the Florence & The Machine album was. It’s brilliant, frankly.
(Automatically crossposted from warrenellis.com. Feel free to comment here or at my internet church at Whitechapel. If anything in this post looks weird, it's because LJ is run on steampipes and rubber bands -- please click through to the main site.)
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Morning begins with mom knocking the door, then immediately opening it and starting a conversation, waking us up (then literally just backs out, closes the door and walks off as I complain at her rudeness)...
Dad opens a parcel addressed to me (but at their address), realises it's for me, then tell me what it is, thus spoiling the surprise Kirsten planned to be her Christmas present to me, leaving her frustrated and upset...
Corben may have swine-flu and, in conjunction with my trick-shoulder (which is in a bad way after dragging huge present-laden bags up-country yesterday) wakes me up every 1-2 hours last night and covers most of us in vomit on various occasions...
Sitting in the dining room, talking to Kirsten on MSN because I have to work and she has to study and the rest of the house is not particularly conducive to either...
Yep, it's Christmas with my family!
I say all of this with a wry smile - it's heavy-going, but it's good to be with my family, no matter what they're like, and better still to have Kirsten here, and get to see in Christmas with the nipper.
I'd love to pretend this wasn't how they advertised adulthood in the brochure, but I'm from the midlands, where this is considered the deluxe package :)
hoooooboy :)
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