In the meantime, Merry Christmas and happy holidays.
And I shall see you in 2019.
Okay, first up? The always appreciated
"Your Presents Are Welcome"
Ext. Holy Land – Night
(Note: In the Jewish tradition, which was in force on this first day of Christianity, all holidays begin on the night before. I don’t know why. Maybe they just couldn’t wait.)
THREE WISE MEN ARE CAMELING TOWARDS THEIR MIDDLE-EASTERN DESTINATION.
(Note: Because I have no idea of their actual names, the Wise Men will herein be designated by the gifts they are delivering: Gold, frankincense and myrrh. Sorry for all the Notes.)
THE NIGHT IS QUIET, SAVE FOR THE SOUND OF THREE CAMELS, CLOMPING ON SAND.
FRANKINCENSE: I could use some reassurance here.
GOLD: What about?
F: (STANDING FOR FRANKINCENSE, SO I DON’T HAVE TO KEEP WRITING FRANKINCENSE EVERY TIME) I’m a little worried about my present.
G: (DITTO ON THE INITIAL ) How so?
F: I’m concerned about its appropriateness.
G: What is it you’re giving them again?
F: Frankincense.
G: And remind me what that is?
F: An aromatic gum resin.
G: Uh-huh. And you thought that was an appropriate present because…?
F: Frankincense is known to have soothing properties. I thought after the turbulence of childbirth, the participants might enjoy its calming effect.
G: I suppose. But have you noticed how quiet it’s been? – a starlit firmament, the absence of a breeze, not a peep out of anything? If I were a Weather Man – or a songwriter – I’d say, “All is calm, all is bright.”
F: You’re saying they won’t needmy gift’s calming effect.
G: It seems somewhat redundant.
F: They’re going to hate it! I know exactly what’s going to happen. They’ll be all nice about it and everything. “Look, Joseph – frankincense! What a beautiful present!” And then, angling for reassurance, I’ll say, “Are you sure you like it? I could take it back.” And they’ll say, “Oh, no, it’s perfect! We were just talking about how we were really low on frankincense and my husband said, ‘Maybe I should pick some up’, and I said, ‘Hold off a little. We might get some as a present’, and here we are! It’s like a miracle. I mean, it’s no ‘Virgin Birth’ or anything, but it’s still amazingly timely.” I despise that excruciating charade. I wishI had brought something else.
MYRRH: Youwish.
F: Oh, yeah, I forgot. With you around, I am sure of no worse than “Second Most Terrible Gift.”
M: Well that’s not very supportive.
F: Your gift makes no sense.
G: What was your present again?
M: Myrrh.
F: Terrible!
M: It’s not that bad.
F: Oh, really? First of all, myrrh is alsoa gum resin. I mean, three gifts, and two of them are gum resins? These guys are going to have to be really good actors. “You can never have enough gum resin.” This is a train wreck!
G: A what?
F: It’s bad.
M: You know, there is actually a difference between my gum resin and your gum resin. Yours in an aromatic gum resin. Mine is a bitter gum resin.
F: (TO G) You know what bitter gum resins are used for?
G: What?
F: Embalming. He’s bringing a “burial spice.” (TO M) I hope you kept the receipt.
M: It’s attached to the “Myrrh” pouch. But the store’s in Mesopotamia.
G: You know, you Wise Men – and your behavior puts that name in serious doubt – you are making too much of this. Remember: “It’s the thought that counts.”
F: Spoken like a man who is giving them gold.
G: It was simply what came to my mind.
M: Oh, sure. “Let’s see. What gift should I bring them? I know. Something that makes everyone else’s gift look terrible and cheap!”
G: It’s not a lotof gold.
F: (To M) Did you see the cool pouch it's in?
M: That pouch is better than my present.
G: Look, if you two are so unhappy with your presents, you should have given them something else.
M: Like what?
G: I don’t know. Booties.
M: “Gold, frankincense and socks.” That’s much better.
F: Why didn’t you bring booties?
G: Because I brought gold! Dear Lord!... who was recently just born. Do I have to apologize for being the only one bringing a good gift?
F/M: (TOGETHER) YES!!
F: He put zero thought into it, you know. ‘Gold.’ Done!’”
G: I think we should stop talking for a while.
F: You’re the boss, Mr. Moneybags.
THEY CAMEL ALONG IN SILENCE. FINALLY…
F: Are you sure we’re going the right way?
M: Yeah. Maybe we should stop and ask directions.
G: That is not necessary.
F: Oooh, Mr. “Gold Giver.” Too good to ask directions.
G: There is one direction! “Follow the star.” I am following the star!
M: Okay! Take it easy! You are turning all red.
F: (TO G) Would you like a little frankincense to calm you down?
M: I’dlike slip him some myrrh.
F: Oh. For “embalming.” Iget it.
G: (DRYLY) Hilarious. A funny Bedouin.
THEY MOVE ON IN UNCOMFORTABLE SILENCE.
F: You know, all this bickering? It’s because of the presents.
M: You’re right. If only we could honor special occasions in a less competitive manner.
G: A celebratory song, perhaps.
F: Says the man who won the encampment songwriting contest. The guy never quits.
M: Look, we are stuck with the presents, and that’s that. Let’s just hope they are big resin gum fans.
F: That’s gum resin.
M: Yeah. That makes a difference.
THE THREE-CAMEL CARAVAN PROCEEDS ON TOWARDS BETHLEHEM.
G: Everybody likes gold.
M: There he goes again.
G: I was talking to my camel.
THE ANXIOUS BICKERING CONTINUES. AND THE REST IS NEW TESTAMENT HISTORY.
3 comments:
Gum resin! It must be Christmas. Happy holidays, all.
wg
I think the pouch commentary is new.
Merry, Merry!
1) Put up the tree
2) Got all my shopping done
3) Got a little snow (but it's gone already)
4) Watched It's a Wonderful Life
5) Read Your Presents Are Welcome which was renamed from Your Presents Are Requested in previous years' posts
Now I'm ready for Christmas. Thank you, Mr. Pomerantz. Have a wonderful holiday season.
Jim Dodd
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