December 25th, 2005


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The spirit of Christmas is, in fact, no departure from [John Waters'] usual fare. Take his most recent feature, 2004's A Dirty Shame, which got slapped with an NC-17 by the prigs at the MPAA. The film is about a group of sex addicts, led by a mystical "sexual healer," that overtakes a working-class neighborhood in Charm City.

As always, Waters is unwavering in his fundamental message: No matter how sick, twisted or downright creative your own personal perversion is, so long as nobody gets hurt (beyond the occasional truly royal case of indigestion), you have the right to exercise it freely and I have the right to find it fascinating, repulsive, ridiculous and/or delightful.

When such a theme is stated so baldly, certain words come to mind - words like "tolerance," "compassion," "vomit" and yes, "America." Down below the many layers of smut and slime, John Waters is the ultimate champion of the values we hold dear.

Most moral pundits pay lip service to the notion of loving your neighbor, preaching hatred and exclusion all the while. But Waters, God bless him, actually believes - however strange, however warped, however dysfunctional we may be - we are all family. And that, friends, is the True Meaning of Christmas.

-Glenn Dixon, Washington Post Express, 12/22/2005

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Back from family holiday shenanigans, got laundry going, just finished some more dishes by hand (there's a light at the end of the dishes tunnel, I tell you.)

My younger sister Patches hosted yet another lovely family gathering at her new house in Lusby (90-ish miles, about two hours from Baltimore.) As always, plenty of tasty chow, but the crowning achievement this time was that she has perfected my departed Nana's soda bread recipe. Mmmm. Had to fight my dad to steal a piece to take home (luckily, got an assist from the mom there.) And as always, my parents spoiled me terribly with many gifts. Yay Amazon wishlist. Nephew was a hyperactive treat as well, Oddly, we had episodes of Avatar playing for most of the celebration; my dad made some amusing comments, as we tried to explain it to him now and then. ("No, the flying bison isn't anything special. They just have them around.") Older sister Ripper also brought along one of her friends, who is always a fun person to have around.

Yesterday was hanging out with JubJub. A failed attempt at Eggspectations lead us to the tasty noodle place in Columbia. Hooray for the Chinese and their heathen cuisine. Afterwards, much good chatting and an episode of the new Doctor Who that, in fact, won me over on the show. Foiled again. Oh, and she talked me back into PuzzlePirates, not that I was that hard to convince.

Hmmm. I'm totally forgetting something I meant to talk about here.

Later tonight, sending some pics to the girlfriend in South Carolina.