This past Saturday was our second Poker Night and it too was a success. We had close to 15 people show up at various times – some regulars and some new faces as well. Always encouraging to get some new faces out. There was some wing craving going on that night as well. We cooked almost 100 chicken wings in less than an hour. It didn’t seem like much as they were ordering it, but then you start doing the math and it added up to a lot of wings. Mark your calendars for our next poker night on December 5. We seem to average about 3 games per evening with some people playing all the games while others might only play 1 or 2.
I am having some creativity problems this week and can’t really come up with much to write about so let’s talk about the weather. Wow. Ok next topic. Just kidding, but I think wow really does sum it all up. It better camping weather now than it was in October. Here’s a little weather almanac trivia – Normal high -1, normal low -9; Last year high .2 low -8.6; record high 14.8 in 1987; record low -26.3 in 1986. Looking at the records you can really say ‘What a difference a year makes’. I can’t even imagine -26 right now. brrrrr. I am really torn at this time of year because on a personal level I don’t want to see snow until Christmas and then it can go away after Christmas. But, on a business level once the snow comes the snowmobilers come and our RDR Grill business will increase.
Since it is the Winnipeg Santa parade on Saturday I figured it was time for a Christmas poem.
‘Twas the night before Christmas and Santa’s a wreck…
How to live in a world that’s politically correct?
His workers no longer would answer to “Elves”.
“Vertically Challenged” they were calling themselves.
And labor conditions at the North Pole
Were alleged by the union to stifle the soul.
Four reindeer had vanished, without much propriety,
Released to the wilds by the Humane Society.
And equal employment had made it quite clear
That Santa had better not use just reindeer.
So Dancer and Donner, Comet and Cupid,
Were replaced with 4 pigs, and you know that looked stupid!
The runners had been removed from his sleigh;
The ruts were termed dangerous by the E.P.A.
And people had started to call for the cops
When they heard sled noises on their roof-tops.
Second-hand smoke from his pipe had his workers quite frightened.
His fur trimmed red suit was called “Unenlightened.”
And to show you the strangeness of life’s ebbs and flows,
Rudolf was suing over unauthorized use of his nose
And had gone on Oprah, in front of the nation,
Demanding millions in over-due compensation.
So, half of the reindeer were gone; and his wife,
Who suddenly said she’d enough of this life,
Joined a self-help group, packed, and left in a whiz,
Demanding from now on her title was Ms.
And as for the gifts, why, he’d ne’er had a notion
That making a choice could cause so much commotion.
Nothing of leather, nothing of fur,
Which meant nothing for him. And nothing for her.
Nothing that might be construed to pollute.
Nothing to aim. Nothing to shoot.
Nothing that clamored or made lots of noise.
Nothing for just girls. Or just for the boys.
Nothing that claimed to be gender specific.
Nothing that’s warlike or non-pacific.
No candy or sweets…they were bad for the tooth.
Nothing that seemed to embellish a truth.
And fairy tales, while not yet forbidden,
Were like Ken and Barbie, better off hidden.
For they raised the hackles of those psychological
Who claimed the only good gift was one ecological.
No baseball, no football…someone could get hurt;
Besides, playing sports exposed kids to dirt.
Dolls were said to be sexist, and should be passe;
And Nintendo would rot your entire brain away.
So Santa just stood there, disheveled, perplexed;
He just could not figure out what to do next.
He tried to be merry, tried to be gay,
But you’ve got to be careful with that word today.
His sack was quite empty, limp to the ground;
Nothing fully acceptable was to be found.
Something special was needed, a gift that he might
Give to all without angering the left or the right.
A gift that would satisfy, with no indecision,
Each group of people, every religion;
Every ethnicity, every hue,
Everyone, everywhere…even you.
So here is that gift, it’s price beyond worth…
“May you and your loved ones enjoy peace on Earth.”