will i tell my kids about santa claus?

santa in pasadena

of course.

but i will feel bad about it.

sure i want to lie to my kids about certain things, like do i really love them, etc.

but why would i want them to think that just because it is the depths of winter that some fat white dude is gonna come down our chimney (?) to give them gifts that their mommy and daddy either

a) are too broke to buy on their own
b) or are too selfish to fork over themselves

plus what did those kids do so special that ive gotta put together bicycles
wrap endless presents
and fill my house with artificially happy things.

excuse me while i spend my time telling them about the miracle of Jesus

which, yes, will bore them to no end

and they will be super resentful, and maybe even hate Jesus, if they dont get gifts

but if the worst thing that happens is i raise a brood of haters, so be it.

haters gotta hate. etc.

plus something tells me that whoever the lucky lady is who becomes my betrothed

she’ll figure out a way to get the little peckers some swag.

only reason im glad we’re heading the corner towards christmas is

now i’ll be able to easily find some replacement christmas lights for the crib

the ghost of michael jackson haunts me sometimes at night

michael jackson loves the busblog

he reads my blog and leaves me little notes via his people

he speaks spanish now because thats the heaven hes in.

he says hola amigo and im all michael jackson you know i dont habla

hes like fine but only for you will i speak english tony because i adore you and you were my only real friend

i was all but but what about all of those crying kids

and he was like oh yeah the kids, but you were the only real adult who was my friend.

and im like. wow, that would be sad.

he’s all would you have given me “my milk” if i asked.

i was all, ok that sounds weird.

he’s all my propofall.

i was like michael jackson if you told me tony i have a hard time falling asleep, no i would not have given you drugs, i would have given you some books to read.

mj said really

and i said yeah i have a few in my library that put me to sleep like no problemo.

and he was all he he you habla espanoled me right there.

and i was all si.

the end.

ps i miss you michael jackson but please rest in peace. merci.