Everybody listen! Especially you, Barbarian! Do not get excited or feel happy about the Christmas Story marathon. If you do get excited about it, don’t share that excitement with anyone. You see, they’ve done this every year for quite a while now, so no one wants to hear from you about it!
What I love about the marathon is that I never have to watch the whole movie. Over the course of 24 hours, I can flip to the channel every now and then and always catch the highlights, and the only parts I really want to see–kid in movement-inhibiting snowsuit, flagpole-licking, leg-lamp, “fa ra ra ra ra”, and “Always drink your ovaltine.”
And in between, I will sit and watch my DVD of Emmet Otter’s Jug Band Christmas.
Normally when he talked to you, you felt all warm and fuzzy inside. But mostly he just hit you.
Heh heh. I cannot think of this movie without smelling pine, as it was my tradition to watch it every year while setting up my tree. To this day, I cannot hear the horn motif from Peter and the Wolf without getting the urge to past a string of lights over the top of a tree. Nor can I hang a little silver drum unless I hear the words “Daddy’s going to kill Ralphie!” first.