I like Christmas lights. We live in the Southwest so we put a line of red chile
lights around the front of our house and around the garage doors. Many of our neighbors put up lights as
well. It makes driving home at
night feel friendly, and warm, and peaceful.
Seeing those big, lit, plastic blow up figures, on the other
hand, is a real turn off.
It’s rarely one; it’s usually three, or six. Kinda stuck around the yard in no discernable pattern or
order. And they’re too bright.
They look to me like some dollar store version of the Macy’s
Parade that stalled on someone’s front lawn. Or a Saturday morning cartoon show stuck in freeze-frame.
Plus, they look even worse in daylight, all saggy, or flat
as a pancake. Like some giant
plastic creature pooped all over the front lawn.
In any case, stop it, okay? Get some lights.
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