My holiday spirit was changed over a decade ago by a concept brought to me by the twisted minds of Larry David and Jerry Seinfeld. It was a holiday episode of the television program they created,â€œSeinfeld,â€ in which the characters decide to celebrate a made-up holiday.
It was late summer of 2006 and I was traveling west with my friend Ted and his sister Susie to visit an old friend working at a resort in Wyoming. The whole story would be too long to repeat here, so I will emphasize on a particular aspect of it.
Say what you will about producer/rapper Kanye West, his talent is undeniable. Heâ€™s able to make a former president feel terrible, he has a history of crashing MTV award ceremonies (he crashed one in Europe a few years back after a video of his didnâ€™t win) and is like a modern, schizophrenic version of James Joyce on Twitter.
It was during the snow storm two weekends ago I braved the elements and made the drive up to St. Cloud to visit my family. The drive up was nothing; just light snow and freezing rain. The drive back, on the other hand, was frightening enough my hair almost turned white from the white knuckle stress.