Every Christian holiday season, you know the one, right? I dress up in a long black coat, scarf and top hat and embarrass myself, my city, my family, my ancestors and pretty much the entire internet and go caroling in front of our city’s rather pathetic “tree cone” in the city center. Ok, that’s rather generous; the center consists of the intersection of the two largest two lane roads we are willing to pay for with public funds, but one of them is one of the first transcontinental highways that goes all the way from Atlantic City, NJ to Silver Summit, UT so we’re pretty proud of that. Hat tipping with a top hat is a reflexive and natural movement.
We love our tree cone even though we make fun of it. One year, the city manager took advantage of the nice weather on Boxing Day and took the tree down. OMG, the uproar!!! If tarring, feathering and running a city official out of town on a rail was legal, we would have done that. So now, we have a city ordinance saying the tree cone may not be removed until Jan 2 after that Christian holiday every year. It’s not as big a story as raccoons in a pool, but it’s ours. 😀🎄🎄
Anyway, top hat, hat tipping... that’s all I got here...
A hat tip to “ponderous water mammal.” And another for going back in, despite the raccoons. One has taken up residence in my crawlspace and converted my ductwork into a hammock. I’m inspired by your courage, and trying to marshal my own.
Hat tipping is one of the things that was taught at Nanna’s school for little gentlemen. It has gone out of style but is now a reflex when wearing a hat.
You are mighty. Humans should all be this friendly in the water, as we are all tourists there.
Jesus, it wasn’t that same snorkeler who was swimming width wise in the summer, was it? What’s next for Barton Springs? Dodge ball in the dark?
Every Christian holiday season, you know the one, right? I dress up in a long black coat, scarf and top hat and embarrass myself, my city, my family, my ancestors and pretty much the entire internet and go caroling in front of our city’s rather pathetic “tree cone” in the city center. Ok, that’s rather generous; the center consists of the intersection of the two largest two lane roads we are willing to pay for with public funds, but one of them is one of the first transcontinental highways that goes all the way from Atlantic City, NJ to Silver Summit, UT so we’re pretty proud of that. Hat tipping with a top hat is a reflexive and natural movement.
We love our tree cone even though we make fun of it. One year, the city manager took advantage of the nice weather on Boxing Day and took the tree down. OMG, the uproar!!! If tarring, feathering and running a city official out of town on a rail was legal, we would have done that. So now, we have a city ordinance saying the tree cone may not be removed until Jan 2 after that Christian holiday every year. It’s not as big a story as raccoons in a pool, but it’s ours. 😀🎄🎄
Anyway, top hat, hat tipping... that’s all I got here...
That is a hilariously sweet tale.
Ahhhhhhh
“I wish to feel mighty” I may adopt this as a reason to do hard things. Loved this.
A hat tip to “ponderous water mammal.” And another for going back in, despite the raccoons. One has taken up residence in my crawlspace and converted my ductwork into a hammock. I’m inspired by your courage, and trying to marshal my own.
Charming. Thank you.
Hat tipping is one of the things that was taught at Nanna’s school for little gentlemen. It has gone out of style but is now a reflex when wearing a hat.
I tip my hat to you.