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  • mistermuse 12:00 am on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , owls, , , skeletons, St. Nicholas,   


    Boys and girls (or vice-versa), we are on a 3-day roll, and you are in the middle of it: Dec. 4 was Santa’s List Day, Dec. 5 is Walt Disney’s birthday, and Dec. 6 is St. Nicholas Day.

    I certainly hope you made it unto Santa’s “good” list yesterday. Not only is it bad if you didn’t, but you’re running out of time to change Santa’s mind before he comes to town:

    As for Dec. 5, what would visions of Christmas be like without Walt Disney having contributed to bringing them to life? But frankly, boys and girls, who remembers his birthday, because Walt has been dead for 49 years! Despair not, however, because his body is rumored to have been frozen and put in a vault, like a reel of disintegrating old film, awaiting restoration when science conquers death! Walt Disney, as you know — now that I’m telling you — is said to have been fascinated with death since killing an owl at age seven (referring, of course, to Walt — the owl’s age at the time is not known). Whether it was the same owl who-o-o is seen in this scene is also unknown….but, oh, what a hoot:

    That leaves us with St. Nicholas Day, which is celebrated, appropriately enough in light of the above, not on his birthday, but on the day of his reported death, Nov. 6, 343 A.D. As I’m sure you girls and boys have been told, Santa Claus is really St. Nicholas….or, at least (given that he most likely would be too arthritic for the job at his age if he were still alive), his ghost. What better way to close than with a visit from the old boy himself:

    • ladysighs 5:23 am on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I haven’t seen those two videos. Probably before my time. 😉 You can’t do better than those. Ten minutes well spent and just about, almost, well maybe they are getting me into the holiday spirit. 🙂

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    • mistermuse 6:35 am on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      What a treat “The Skeleton Dance” is — so creative and imaginative, I had to watch it twice when I found it on Youtube. Even after all these years since it was made in 1929, those skeletons are as fresh and lively as if they had just died yesterday!


    • Midwestern Plant Girl 7:37 am on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      I had never heard of St. Nick day until about 2 years ago, when a coworker filled me in. Have I been under a rock? How long has this been around?
      I’ve always loved the skeleton dance! It always seemed ahead of its time for animation.

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    • mistermuse 11:26 am on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Wikipedia says that in 1994, “The Skeleton Dance” was voted the 18th best animated cartoon of all time, so it really was ahead of its time (IF cartoons can be ranked objectively by voting, but then that’s how politics, Academy Awards, and where my wife & I go out to eat (she gets two votes) are decided, so who am I to quibble). 🙂


    • arekhill1 1:21 pm on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Ho, ho, ho


      • mistermuse 7:38 pm on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        Thrice (“Ho, ho, ho”) as nice and (arekhill) 1 and done
        to this good boy bring joy and fun.
        His Santa act was short but sweet,
        but he’d better leave gifts next time we meet.


    • Mitch 2:13 pm on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      For many Uncle Walt IS Saint Nicholas. 🙂

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    • mistermuse 8:02 pm on December 5, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      To paraphrase The Bard: That which we call a saint by any other name would still be Catholic or Greek Orthodox, neither of which applied to Walt….but I’m an ex-Catholic, so why should I care what he is! 😦 🙂


    • Joseph Nebus 10:03 pm on December 6, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Wait, nobody thought to cut the owl in half and count its rings?


    • mistermuse 10:47 pm on December 6, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Apparently nobody gave a hoot….which reminds me of the joke about the wooden Indian who, when a little boy boasted he could cut him in half without a saw, said “How.” (I didn’t say it was very funny.)


    • Mél@nie 2:29 pm on December 8, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      1st of all: I love Bruce aka the Boss… oh, Disney was an “archer”(Sagittarius) – reckoned to be “the clowns of the zodiac”… 🙂

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      2nd of all: you may know that in Germany, Austria and the East of France, St-Nick(laus) is far more important than Father X-mas…

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    • mistermuse 11:56 pm on December 8, 2015 Permalink | Reply

      Thanks for the info. I must admit that I’ve never had an interest in astrology, so I don’t connect birth dates with signs. No doubt it makes for interesting trivia, but I’m already so full of trivia that I couldn’t eat another bite. 🙂

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      • Mél@nie 12:07 am on December 9, 2015 Permalink | Reply

        signs have often helped me recall b’days… 🙂 I’ve read and studied some “psycho-astrology” about the characteristics of each sign(man & woman) – quite interesting and useful to figure out and to understand certain things, reactions, facts, deeds, etc… 🙂

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  • mistermuse 5:41 pm on December 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , holiday season, , St. Nicholas   


    It’s only (almost) Dec. 6, St. Nicholas Day, but we’ve already received several Christmas cards at our house, including one with a “generic” Christmas letter enclosed. If past be prelude, that was but the first of quite a few such “catch up” letters, which are welcomed by Mrs. Muse and not unwelcomed by Mr. Muse, understanding that who has time to write individualized holiday missives (though that would be nice) to dozens of friends and relatives?

    Thus, we bow to the same exigency, with she doing the initial writing and me doing the editing, which often consumes as much time as the writing, because I don’t take such tasks lightly. This has me thinking, why should we start from scratch every holiday season? It would save both of us a lot of bother to come up with the mother of all generic Christmas letters and be done with it — a glorified form letter, if you will, which would serve the purpose every year, with perhaps a blank space or two here and there to fill in, if one wishes to be specific about something that happened during the year, such as:

    As you may or may not know, (namedied of (diseasein (month). At least, we assume (name) died, because they buried the old fart.

    Need I add, heed should be taken not to send same to the immediate family of the (assumed) deceased, which shouldn’t be a problem, as there are always a few Christmas cards you set aside where you just write a few words without enclosing a letter.

    Of course, no Christmas letter would be complete without recounting your vacation and/or travels during the year. Unfortunately, Mr. & Mrs. Muse don’t get around much any more, so we may have to embellish slightly our trip to the Amish farm market an hour’s drive away:

    This past summer, we ventured to an agrestal land of bearded men and oddly dressed women whose rustic appearance spoke of a time before civilization came to be. We nonetheless managed to befriend them by giving green paper in exchange for some of the fruits (and vegetables) of their labors. However, as we were leaving, a strange-looking, horned animal took an interest in our bounty and began chasing us. Fortunately, we barely beat the ferocious beast back to our car and escaped with our lives.

    Happy holidays.



    • arekhill1 6:02 pm on December 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Is the old goat in your story symbolic, or did you actually need to escape from a caprine attacker?


      • mistermuse 8:23 pm on December 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        Actually, it was the buried old fart, back from the dead with horns lent him by the Devil. The old fart never could take a joke.


    • Don Frankel 7:50 pm on December 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I get it. Instead of the two of you getting taken in by the snake you are running away from an old people who sold you the apple and an old goat who’s trying to eat it. The potential allegories abound. Or is it elegies? You know I didn’t get any religious education.

      Anyway you knew this was coming as soon as you mentioned it. It was only a matter of who. Or is it whom?


    • mistermuse 8:44 pm on December 5, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I knew if anyone would catch my “Don’t Get Around Much Anymore” mention, it would be you. Unfortunately, when I click your link, I get “This video does not exist.” So let’s try this:



    • ladysighs 3:27 am on December 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I notice now the Like Button is missing. 😦 So forced to comment. I don’t do many comments on your blog because the only reason for comments is to prove I can write something cleverer than what you wrote in the blog entry. Never happen on your blog. 🙂
      Yes, the yearly Xmas letters are starting. 😦 I think one friend just recycles the same letter every year. How many trips around the world can one make? And it isn’t even a friend sending the letter. It is an acquaintance of an acquaintance.


      • ladysighs 5:49 am on December 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I just noticed……..several hours later………the LIKE button is here. 🙂


        • mistermuse 7:51 am on December 6, 2014 Permalink

          Thanks for the comment(s). The Like button is still missing, at least on my screen. I don’t know if WordPress did it or the butler did it (or maybe I did something inadvertently to make it disappear). I’m not computer-savvy enough to solve the mystery, so I’ll be looking for help. HELP!!!


    • Michaeline Montezinos 5:52 am on December 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      mistermuse and Don Frankel, your blog and Don’s comment have cause me to look up 4 new words in the dictionary. Good to do as I like to improve my vocabulary. However, Don, You must be thinking April Fool’s Day instead ofthe yearly holida letter. I did try the video of Nat King Cole singing “Don’t Get Around Any More.” Muse did post another link to that song. Thanks and I wil listen soon. I will listen to that voice singing my tune now as I am often stuck here at home.
      I did get a few holiday letters over the years. They are nice to receive from friends but I feel the urge to write one back. That upsets me since I am not proficient at that sort of commentary. I would end up writing a letter instead of just signing our names.
      Also, I used to get about 30 + cards for the season from family and folks I thought were friends. The number has dwindeled down to a precious few, thankfully. My hands can only write so much before Mr. Arthritis conquers my ability. Last year I only got about 9 cards and I think it silly and wasteful to buy a whole box of holidays cards that all are the same. Much like copying the Xmas letter without the printer. I did hand write one letter and tried to insert each name in the “Dear So and So” blank but ending up changing the details in the letter. That was a Humbug moment and a waste of time. Calling old farts and hags like me and mine. Do not waste your time; just use the dozen free cards I get every year from my charity and be done with it. Ho! Ho! Ho!


    • mistermuse 11:05 am on December 6, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      As you may have discovered by now, Michaeline, my link to “Don’t Get Around Much Anymore” is not by Nat King Cole, but by the Ink Spots, my favorite vocal group of the late 1930s-early 40s. Music trivia buffs of that era may be interested to know that the song was composed by Duke Ellington as “Never no Lament.” Lyricist Bob Russell later added words and it became a big hit in 1942 as “Don’t Get Around Much Anymore.”


    • literaryeyes 1:24 pm on December 8, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      You are much more patient than I with these letters. We get one every year from a relative who apparently has the most exciting anf HAPPY life. It makes me wonder what she’s imbibing or smoking. And can she send me some for Christmas? Grinchly, MC


    • mistermuse 3:46 pm on December 8, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      If it were up to me, at our age, we’d give up sending an annual Christmas letter. But Mrs. Muse has a lot more relatives than I, so that’s that….and as long as it’s gotta go, it might as well go not smelling like crap (if you’ll pardon the expression).


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