In which the jolly and faithful staff of Better Than Sliced Bread gives you, dear reader, a whole lotta to wait for in the new year 2014!
All in Life
In which the jolly and faithful staff of Better Than Sliced Bread gives you, dear reader, a whole lotta to wait for in the new year 2014!
What do you get that distant cousin or childhood friend with whom you have nothing in common except memories? Smelly candles? No. It's coffee, the correct answer to many questions, the best solution to a range of dilemmas.
Usually when I’m drinking, it all happens naturally. There’s not a lot of thought put into it. Almost everyone around me is drinking so it’s not unusual for me to be drinking as well. When I consciously decide not to drink, however, it suddenly becomes something unusual; something that I almost have to justify.
For the last few years now, the inevitable arrival of the Christmas season has evoked nothing but disgruntlement in me. I have managed to narrow the reason down to the most crucial factor: the awful, awful, and oh so awful Christmas music! In order to truly understand the nature of such audial evil, we should first take a look at the origin and development of its most misguided manifestation, the notorious Christmas carols.