Happy New Year!

The heavy shelling shall commence here in about 50 minutes. Good riddance to 2009; what a fucking miserable cunt of a year. May the next year be a far sight better.

Happy Feast of Sinterklaas

Today is the Feast of Sinterklaas and yesterday was the Eve of the feast. If you are Dutch or of Dutch ancestry, you already know all this. If you are not, now you know. This is where the American Santa Claus comes from. The Dutch folks who lived up where New York is now (used to be New Amsterdam) brought the tradition to America.

Sinterklaas used to be the Archbishop of Myra but now he lives in Spain and comes to bring gifts by way of steamship to all the good Dutch children. Sinterklaas has a helper called Svarte Piet (Black Pete) who comes down the chimney to deliver the gifts or a small bundle of sticks for the baddies.

Sinter and Piet had a bit of trouble at my place this year because my fireplace is a fake one and I don't have a chimney. And also because my dog is a racist. (Inside joke!) So I had to go to the store last night to pick up some almond cookies and gingerbread cookies myself. The cookies were quite good because they were made by the elves who live in a tree, which is the proper place for elves to live, not at the North Pole, because that is a terrible place to live. You can't even get a decent tangerine up there!

If this post is bizarre it is because I've had a few too many Grolsches and am revelling in my wee bit o' Dutchness. So there.