Crisp and Crispy
December 20, 2013 § 3 Comments
I thought I’d share a few things that have been on my mind lately:
It’s pretty ridiculous that I’m a hockey fan who’s never seen The Mighty Ducks. Maybe my boyfriend should watch those movies with me, instead of forcing me to sit through stab-my-eyes-out-boring ones like Titanic, and Valentine’s Day, and The Fast and the Furious 6. Just kidding about that last one; I love those movies. Vin Diesel’s voice rumbles through me like honey poured over thunder. Rest in peace, Paul Walker. I said a prayer for his soul when I heard the news. I really do like those movies, except for Tokyo Drift. I think we can all agree that was the throwaway of the series. By the way, the beginning of this conversation was not a joke. I mentioned Titanic and Valentine’s Day in the same manner of disdain. I’m a huge fan of Kate Winslet and Leo DiCaprio, but it was a stupid and really obvious movie. I knew what would happen by 5 minutes in, and I’m not just talking about the ship sinking. Boring. Besides, if you’d spent the entirety of sixth grade having your classmates giggle hysterically and blush every time they/me/the teacher said my NAME, you’d be prejudiced against it too.
It was a normal morning for me today. I showered and then sat in my room, doing my hair and makeup before work, pondering the similarities and differences between the words crisp and crispy. I was thinking about it and it struck me as interesting. For instance, we use them interchangeably when it comes to food, as in “the skin on this chicken is nice and crisp/crispy” but you wouldn’t ever use crispy to describe a breeze blowing, or a piece of wrapping paper. So then I thought maybe it’s food that’s the difference-maker in their meanings. But that’s not true either, because you could describe a burned body as crispy (gross but true, guys.) So maybe it’s fire. I think that’s the difference. See, that rabbit hole? That’s what happens to me sometimes when I’m doing things on automatic pilot, like applying my makeup, or driving, or wiping glasses at the Cafe. I guess I could just look up crisp and crispy in the dictionary but there’s a reason I’m Catholic.
Have you ever noticed that the best Christmas carol verses are always the second or third ones? It’s like these lyricists wanted you to be all, yeah baby Jesus is born! Snow and angels and shepherds! And then boom, they drop the theology on you:
“Christ by highest heav’n adored, Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come: Offspring of a Virgin’s womb
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see! Hail the incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with man to dwell: Jesus, our Emmanuel!”
Or: “Yea Lord, we greet Thee, born this happy morning!
Jesus, to Thee be all glory giv’n!
Word of the Father now in flesh appearing:
O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him: Christ the Lord!”
Or the criminally underplayed “Good King Wenceslaus”:
“In his master’s steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing!”
Or even “We Three Kings” which I used to think was pretty lame until I actually paid attention.
“Myrrh is mine: Its bitter perfume
Breaths a life of gathering gloom.
Sorrowing, sighing, bleeding dying,
Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.
Glorious now behold Him arise,
King and God and Sacrifice.
Sounds through the earth and skies.”
I love Christmas music.
I’ve been thinking about many other things but I’ll spare you the enumeration. Leo and Lucy Countdown: 6 DAYS!! Have a very merry Christmas, everyone!!!