Is it not too early to be featuring The Clapper and Homer Chia in drugstores? Come now, its September.
It’s ***always ***too early for those two.
Stores here are already full of Christmas stuff. By the time Christmas actually gets here, I’m sick of it.
I was at the mall today and they’ve already started setting up the Christmas trees and ornament displays outside of Fields (Fuck it, I just can’t say Macy’s yet). I haven’t even seen the halloween stuff yet, but here comes the Christmas glurge. :rolleyes:
The other day my mom was telling me how when she was growing up there used to be a holiday between Halloween and Christmas. I think it was Givingthanks Day or something.
I’ve heard of that one. It was about the first time the Cowboys played the Redskins and found a six-legged turkey with a buckle on its hat. The Redskins called it “maize”.
But you’ve got to get into the Christmas spirit EARLY yannow? Unless you’re thinking of all that stuff by September you’re not a good little pixie, and all your family and peers will think you’re a slacker and cast you out of the brethren. Christmas has become a complete travesty…even for narky old atheists like myself who still like to rejoice in the celebration of family and communion with friends over the yule season.
Meh. Fuggit. What pisses me off more is the new ‘tradition’ of selling hot-cross (Easter) buns on Boxing Day. Poor little Jesus. Barely out of the womb, and there they are stringing him up on the four-by two’s a day later.
The religion of capitalism is stronger than any other. 
I’m trying to come up with a quip combining “won’t someone think of the children?” and “__________ makes the Baby Jesus cry” but I just can’t manage it this early in the morning.
You can get a Homer Chia? I’ve been wanting one of those for the office. I’m going to have to run across the street and look to see if they have any.
Excellent! 
Won’t someone please think of the crying Jesus child?
My husband stopped shopping at the Hallmark card shops the day he saw their Christmas stuff on display - in July. It used to be something to look forward to - holiday appropriate shopping in the malls. After Halloween, the Christmas stuff could come out then, and we’d all start getting excited about Christmas being around the corner. Now that it’s being shoved down our throats way too early in what is obviously a massive cash grab, it just doesn’t sit the same way.
While it is definitely too early for Christmas shopping, I have to confess, we ordered our first present on Saturday. Our daughter never wants much, so you have to keep a list of things she mentions off hand, Mrs. Prefect recalled that she wanted a t-shirt from the Flying Spaghetti Monster site and not wanting to risk forgetting (or actually keeping a list 
) we ordered it.
But actual shopping? That’s what November is for.
I used to send xmzs cards in July. They all got response and conversation followed. They were not shuffled off into a pile. Wife does not see the logic. If you distributed the presents ,you would get thank you cvards and responses. I am all for it.
This is hardly anything new. In the mid 1970’s when I started noticing, the first xmas commericials on TV would show up in mid-August. These were usually for xmas music record albums.
I have a book of Peanuts cartoons from the 1950s where Charlie Brown waited until a couple of days before Halloween to buy his costume and couldn’t get one because they were putting up xmas decorations.
But it’s still annoying.
I’m trying to get my shopping done early this year so I can enjoy the fun part of the holidays, unencumbered by shopping. The fun part is the food.
Christ*, how many stores has Macy’s bought out this year?
*(mas?)
November?? Geez, you’re organised. I generally do the last minute scramble on the 23rd and 24th of December. Condenses the pain and suffering into a mere day or so and makes the recovery easier.
Preach it! Seriously, there are people who do their shopping more than a week before Christmas? Christmas is about last-minute trips to the mall, trying frantically to buy something for everyone you’re obligated to buy gifts for, and restraining the urge to head to the hardware store to get a drill to drive into your skull to get the horrible Muzak Christmas carols out of your head.