Now that the holidays are swinging into motion, I've got a confession. I hate culture and tradition. Specifically when combined around this time of year in the form of The Nutcracker. I was forced yearly in my younger age to see that bit of theater.
I know. You're thinking: "How could watching skateboarders mess up doing tricks in a painful to their man parts ways be anything besides great?" Sadly I'm not talking about funny YouTube videos, but something far less pleasant.
Ballet. That's right, every little girl across the globe grows up wanting to be a Ballerina.((Which is Russian for "Long Boring Dance")) They get to wear pink tutus, and really really bore people when they're younger. Eventually if they work incredibly hard against a lot of other extremely dedicated people, they'll get to bore very large audiences.((Edgar takes up two seats! He coughs loudly the whole time he isn't snoring!)) Not only is it an incredibly boring thing to watch, they play soothing music in the background. Then people get angry with you for falling asleep. What do they expect?
To each his own, but I'm not a fan of ponying up a large sum of money to be in a dark, comfortable, soothing place that does not allow me to sleep. I can play quiet music in my very own room with the lights off for a lot less money. As visions of the sugar plum fairy dance in my head.
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