Happy December.

And for us it really is, since we are having a new furnace installed as we speak.

The problem with autumn is that it hits so gently. One furnace does the trick. It really doesn't matter that the other furnace is out.

Then the cold snap hits.

The bedrooms took the brunt of the cold, which is really fine, since we tend to stay downstairs during the day anyway, and at night, well, that's what down comforters are for. We actually ended up hot the other night, from being overbundled on a chilly night.

Speaking of December, it is time for the Christmas tree decision. As far as the options go, Melanie and I agree on the thing: big and bushy. No spindly things, no dwarves.

However, deep down, I want something else completely. I want a tree made of spun aluminum, one that looks like WWII radial engine aircraft cowlings, stacked up from largest to smallest, with the lights made by holes punched in the walls and lenses fitted inside, with the ornaments enameled onto the brushed aluminum. Yes, I want the tree that that bald little fool Charles Brown rejected in favor of the spindly dwarf tree of his naturalism fetish. I want the magnificent techno-fascistic Futurist tree. I want a tree that screams to the world of Italy's technological prowess, not some passeist fantasy of an agrarian past. I want a tree that will stand tall, upright, like the blackshirts preparing their March on Rome.

We are sorry for the technical difficulty, but the blog is currently under the control of the spirit of F.T. Marinetti.

Standing by.

Standing by.

Oh wait. It is Keilholtz's blog. Perhaps it was a false reading. Never mind. No outside agent has infiltrated Erik's Rants and Recipes.

carry on....

Posted by erik at December 3, 2007 9:15 AM