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A Ghostly Plea For Appreciation.Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.A Christmas Ghost Story For ScroogeDana got ready to roll the movie as The Chix settled in. “What’s the movie?” asked McNally.“A Christmas Carol, it’s the classic tale by Charles Dickens.”“Damn. Not a Christmas movie? Did I ever mention that I am so over Christmas right now? Bah Humbug!”Annie snorted, “McNally, you make a better Scrooge than Patrick Stewart.”“I’ll drink to that,” McNally said as she tipped her stemware to wash down a handful of popcorn. “Let me say it again, Merry Fucking Christmas, because I am so done with Christmas.”“Merry Fucking Christmas” was echoed around the room, followed by giggles among gathered good friends as the opening scene played.Annie was dabbing at her eyes as Tiny Tim cried out in the movie’s final scene, “God bless us, everyone!”As the credits rolled, Annie turned to McNally, “Well, Ebenezer Scrooge, do you still hate Christmas? Or did the ghost of Christmas Future shake you from your Bah Humbug! ways?”“I don’t hate Christmas; I just get worn out by this time of year. Christmas has been going on since before Halloween and that’s way too long, even for a vibrant spirit like me,” replied McNally.“Are you still so entrenched in your ‘Bah Humbug’ world-weary ways Ebenezer McNally or is it possible that visitations of the cinematic Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future have softened your hardened holiday heart?” pried Patricia.“Don’t be picking on McNally, she’s just been more emotionally honest. I have heard Scrooge speaking through all of you. Chix, take a look inside and tell me if Christmas hasn’t lost its magic for all of us this year, or for that matter, several years running.” Dana’s call for introspection brought the room to silence.Dana continued, “Let me play Ghost of Christmas Past; let me take us back to time when we were young, and Sander and I stretched our budget and bought this cabin and had The Chix and their boys up here around Christmas time? Remember those times?”“Those were the good days,” recalled McNally. “I remember Orlando mixing exotic cocktails for everyone to try. The guys kept making sweet drinks and urging us girls to taste one new one after another. I’m sure they were in cahoots, working on the theory that 'Christmas candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.’”Patricia chimed in, “Yeah, I remember that year, I remember laughing a lot of silly laughs and being chased around the cabin and out into the snow by three horny abominable snowmen until I finally let one catch me and haul me off to his lair where he threw me on the bed and ravaged me.”“I sort of remember that too - only I think I enjoyed Orlando’s cocktails too much too soon to fully remember every detail. But I have a vague memory of laughing on my way to a strange bed as I hung over Nelson’s shoulder as I pounded on his back as a captured maiden, but not really feeling much distress. I remember trying to help Nelson undress me, but I was too giggly, so he just ripped my clothes off.”Dana reminisced, “Anybody remember the year we all wore those sexy Santa’s Naughty Elf costumes?”“I still have mine in a closet somewhere I think,” snickered McNally. “We put on a pretty good show for the guys that one year when we performed in those outfits. Thanks to Annie for sewing them,” McNally tipped her glass toward Annie.“It was your choreography McNally, and your audacious moves that gave me the confidence to bump and grind along with the rest of the Chix. I’d never have been able to even think of doing something so feminine and sexy if it weren’t for you McNally,” complimented Patricia.“I still get wet every time I hear Eartha Kitt sing 'Santa Baby’ and I think of how hot we Chix looked and how mercilessly we teased those boys,” chuckled McNally.“Speaking for me,” said Patricia, “I’d say all of that dance practice and the sexy dance tips from everyone else showing me how to strut my wares. Our sexy little routine was well worth it a little later that night.” All The Chix giggled and nodded with Patricia, each recalling the thrill of having their men rush the stage and cart off the four costumed naughty little helper elves for a roll in the sheets.“Dana are you sure you’re alright with us bringing up these memories?” asked Annie in a cautious tone.“Annie, I’ve already told you that good memories and present friends are what are important to me tonight.”“Allow me to play the Ghost of Christmas Present,” said Dana in a soft voice. “If the Ghost of Christmas Past has drawn for you scenes of past holiday lovers, good times and Christmas cheer; what do you see when the Ghost of Christmas Present hovers above your lives tonight and points to your actions and attitudes of this present Christmas?”The Chix again sat thinking in silence.McNally answered Dana’s challenge first, “Well, I’ve already told everyone my grim view of this present Christmas. There is a poverty of spirit where I operate; Christmas has become nothing but joyless deadlines for me. I’ll confess, 'Bah Humbug!’ is truly what the Ghost of Christmas Present is pointing at in my life.”“Or would Scrooge use a more contemporary phrase, maybe something like 'Merry Fucking Christmas?” needled Patricia.“Yeah but…” Annie joined in, “…Those really were Merry Fucking Christmases in the past - literally. Those years when we all used to come up here with our hubbies and enjoy playing games and cooking together, remember? And it seems like every night ended in a night of passionate love making,” she added wistfully. “Why did we let that slip away? Where did the holiday love magic go?"I have a confession too, McNally has nothing on me, I’m just as much of a Bah Humbug personality as McNally - if not more so. Only I’m just a Scrooge still in the closet. I guess it’s time I came out to my friends. It was me who first suggested that I’d be ready to exchange Nelson for someone to clean my house. Honestly, how Scrooge-like is that?"The Ghost of Christmas Past showed that Scrooge rejected his old flame, Belle, to pursue a respectable wealthy status above love. Like Scrooge, I’ve let the passion for my old flame, Nelson dim, and for what? A respectable status of a well cleaned house? I’ve been saying 'Bah Humbug!’ from inside my Scrooge closet."I chided McNally for her poor attitude when we first drove up this afternoon,” recalled Patricia. “But then I fell right in with her complaining about my grueling holiday schedule and all I had endured. So, I guess that makes me not only a Scrooge, but a hypocrite as well. How’s that for a bare-bones confession to the Ghost of Christmas Present?" Dana’s Christmas Ghost"Excuse me,” declared a mildly irritated McNally, “enough indulging in this group psychotherapy playing with literary ghosts. I can’t stand it any longer, I’ve gotta find out from Dana if Sander’s ghost is really visiting us here.”McNally’s abrupt demand brought a heavy hush to the room.All eyes were locked on Dana. “All I can say is that I came up to our cabin for the first time since the accident. I hoped I was ready, but I wasn’t sure. The real reason that I invited everyone to join me was so I couldn’t back out, even if I wanted to, since I had extended an invitation to The Chix. Patricia, Annie, McNally; you’re my insurance as I forced myself to be a brave widow."I came two days ago for solitude. I thought I would be alone up here. I hoped I’d be brave enough to finally be alone with my thoughts. I was going to force myself to stay here until reinforcements arrived in the form of a carload of wild, raucous and fun-loving Chix."To my surprise, I had it all wrong. I was not alone here. Sander was waiting for me. It was good to find him here; he has been a comfort for me. I told him I was sorry for making him wait. He let me know that he understood why I waited. He assured me that it was alright for me to wait, coming only after I was ready."When Sander came to me the first night, he comforted me, bringing good memories of us in this place, like the Ghost of Christmas Past. He reacquainted me with faded memories of Patricia and Will, Annie and Nelson and McNally and Orlando all gathered in this place with me and Sander back in those days at the beginning. The images he brought to me made me feel grateful for all of you."I told Sander that those were lovely, warm memories, some of the best; but that they were far in the dim past. When Sander wrapped those memories around me; I felt warmth and saw a radiating brightness, happy for what we had once shared together. He said that that is why he had to brighten them for me; otherwise, neither I nor anyone else in those images would be able to clearly see them as they once were."I began to cry as those bright images of our past passions and fellowship with our friends began to fade before my eyes. I cried even more at the fear of losing him and everything good once again."He warned me that squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories, leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures. Sander let me know that I still had all of you wrapped around me to shield me with love. He was pleased that The Chix had taken such good care of me after he was taken from me."Sander told me he could not keep the past images bright, the power to do so was only given to the realm of the living."I cried in my grief and in my fresh fear of loss. I tried to hold him, but of course, I could not. I pleaded, 'How can I keep those memories of you and warm feelings bright?’ I didn’t know how to find the power to keep from losing all that was meaningful to me. I cried, 'Please Sander, show me, show me how not to lose you and everything again. Don’t let me drain away into the murky darkness where all warmth and love have been stolen from the human soul.’"I cried, kneeling on the floor. Sander said nothing as he stood close to me as a kind and gentle spirit with a comforting patience waiting for me to finish my hot tears. When I wiped away my tears and looked into his face, he pointed and guided me to look for my answer. I saw The Chix checking their messages, returning calls, checking their calendars trying to squeeze in a meeting, an appointment and a Christmas cookie exchange. I saw that we were rushing to the shopping mall, ordering online, checking our phones and returning home exhausted, drained of warmth and love, leaving nothing for those around us."I was shown Will, Nelson and Orlando taking the cars in for servicing because it was time. I saw these men checking their messages and making out-of-the way runs to pick up store items and a few groceries because their wives had sent them a text message. I witnessed The Dix on their own initiative coming home with a takeout meal that they served to their exhausted wives and then taking out the trash the night before pickup without a reminder. The guys were up late at night, opening the bills and writing the household checks and balancing the accounts, toiling like the loyal Bob Cratchit, Scrooge’s unappreciated clerk. I had been shown Christmas Present. I was sad to have seen that exhausted misery spread to all of our present lives."I cried, 'Oh Sander, where is the joy and the love for our friends? Everyone looks so exhausted and joyless and without hope or purpose. Tell me Sander, what is going to happen to them?’ Sander looked sad and did not answer me."He began to fade into the darkness, and I begged with renewed tears, 'Sander please don’t go, please don’t leave me alone again.’ But he was gone.I crawled off the floor, lifting myself into bed and cried myself to sleep. I remembered his words, 'Squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories and leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures.’"When Sander slipped away from me that night, I understood that he had shown me that the same was happening to Orlando and McNally, Will and Patricia and also to Nelson and Annie. His visit was a warning. Just as I lost Sander, everyone here is facing a Christmas Future where you will discover that you’ve lost all that really matters in life."Sander came again the next night. I was glad to see him. I wanted to know if it was too late for our friends to rekindle the love that had somehow drained away. 'Please, Sander, tell me that there is yet hope for them this Christmas Season,’ I begged."He showed me some bright and warm memories from long ago, some personal and some with The Chix. He showed me those visions to let me know that I still had love and support from you guys. But I was haunted by those visions of Christmas Present that I’d been shown the night before. He was happy that I was so well cared for now. And yes, he was happy to know that I got surprised by some needed loving attention from a partridge, a turtle dove hunter and an old barnyard rooster who had a few tricks to make a French hen cackle. Yet, the peril of the bleak Christmas Present remains, unless friendship and love is cherished and attended, it too will soon perish, and I’ll see my friends fade away into murky darkness as Sander had."Again, I looked into his gentle eyes and asked, 'There is still time isn’t there? We haven’t squandered our time, it’s not too late, tell me sweetheart, there are warm and bright memories of love and affection still to be made, nourished and cherished.’ Sander smiled his warm smile of assurance that I had missed so much, and I was happy."I woke, realizing that the sun was shining off a fresh morning snowfall and I threw off my heavy quilt. I sat up in bed, remembering that on our last morning together; Sander had been working on something secret that morning before the accident. I remembered asking him, 'Sweetie buns, what are you working on the hill behind the cabin?’"He smiled that warm, smug smile of mischief on that last morning that we were together and told me, 'I’ve got a Christmas surprise to show you tonight, it has to be revealed once it is dark. So, you’ll have to wait until we finish a few runs on the slopes this afternoon.’"Of course, we never came back here together. I had forgotten about Sander’s promised secret Christmas surprise until yesterday morning. When Sander told me he had a Christmas gift waiting for me after dark, he was holding an electrical extension cord behind his back with his mischievous smile stretched across his ski slope tanned face. 'I’ll plug this in to brighten your night tonight, as a token of how you have brightened my life,’ he said. Recalling some of his last words, I jumped out of bed and checked this morning; that cord is still lying on the deck where Sander left it last year.Annie was crying, as usual, but so were Patricia and McNally.Dana reached for her purse and pulled out her phone and looked at her messages and began to text, as The Chix took a few moments to rein in their emotions and check their composure before speaking or asking Dana any questions.Annie brushed her cheeks, "Oh Dana, that is the sweetest, saddest story I’ve ever heard… Excuse me, I can’t stop weeping… I don’t even know if these are tears of joy or grief… excuse me, I don’t know what to feel or say,” she said as the flood gates reopened.Patricia felt it was her role to wade in and tidy things up and drain the emotional swamp in which they all found themselves wallowing in. “Dana, it sounds like you’ve started to find some peace after last year’s events. I am glad that you shared with us how you are coping with Sander’s passing…”“Patricia, Jesus Christ on a bicycle! Don’t be such a cold and analytical mother hen all the time for us Chix. Dana’s story is not about coping, it’s about us - all of us and all that we once had and what we might lose, including Will, Nelson and yes, Orlando too. Dana, your conversation with Sander really got to me there…” McNally paused, looking emotionally rattled.“I guess everyone can tell, your story about Sander got to me also,” said Annie after managing to dry out enough. “I feel like McNally. Dana, what you said really touched me; I don’t know what to say… Yes, I actually do, I want to say that what Sander said is right; my joy has been stolen from my soul, I feel drained inside, I have let the things I hold most dear fade away. I am Scrooge - and I’m sorry, but so are all of you.”Turning to Patricia, Annie asked, “Don’t you feel what McNally and I feel? Don’t you feel that you and I and McNally, and certainly Dana, have lost something precious? Together as The Chix, we are a sum greater the whole - and that has, or should, include our husbands. I believe Sander told Dana to warn us all before it is too late. Patricia, don’t you feel like me that we should do something before the Ghost of Christmas Future makes the vision of an estranged and murky end to all that we enjoy a grim reality?”Patricia teared up and nodded silently. Then lifting her head, she asked Dana, “Is there hope? Did Sander give you hope for us?”“There is hope. There is still love here, and where there is love, there is hope. Sander showed me that the future can be changed by what we do now. Sander showed me that there is hope for us, hope for The Chix.”“And… And… What is that hope?” asked McNally. “And… And… And I got lots of questions about you and Sander up here in this cabin, but first - that was a gripping Christmas ghost story with Sander, but it seemed kind of weird that as soon as you finished driving your emotional steamroller full speed over our sympathies that you then broke character, ignoring us to check your phone. Isn’t checking your messages part of that tyranny of the mundane that Sander warned you about? Who is so important that you were texting them rather than dealing with us in this room and our emotions?”“The Ghost or the Ghosts of Christmas Future,” was Dana’s curt, cryptic reply.“You asked about our future, you asked about hope; I don’t know exactly how to answer those questions,” said a thoughtful Dana. “But I know where I want to look for starters. There is Sander’s unrevealed Christmas surprise waiting for me - or us, on top of the hill behind the cabin. It was Sander&rsq

A Ghostly Plea For Appreciation.Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.A Christmas Ghost Story For ScroogeDana got ready to roll the movie as The Chix settled in. “What’s the movie?” asked McNally.“A Christmas Carol, it’s the classic tale by Charles Dickens.”“Damn. Not a Christmas movie? Did I ever mention that I am so over Christmas right now? Bah Humbug!”Annie snorted, “McNally, you make a better Scrooge than Patrick Stewart.”“I’ll drink to that,” McNally said as she tipped her stemware to wash down a handful of popcorn. “Let me say it again, Merry Fucking Christmas, because I am so done with Christmas.”“Merry Fucking Christmas” was echoed around the room, followed by giggles among gathered good friends as the opening scene played.Annie was dabbing at her eyes as Tiny Tim cried out in the movie’s final scene, “God bless us, everyone!”As the credits rolled, Annie turned to McNally, “Well, Ebenezer Scrooge, do you still hate Christmas? Or did the ghost of Christmas Future shake you from your Bah Humbug! ways?”“I don’t hate Christmas; I just get worn out by this time of year. Christmas has been going on since before Halloween and that’s way too long, even for a vibrant spirit like me,” replied McNally.“Are you still so entrenched in your ‘Bah Humbug’ world-weary ways Ebenezer McNally or is it possible that visitations of the cinematic Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future have softened your hardened holiday heart?” pried Patricia.“Don’t be picking on McNally, she’s just been more emotionally honest. I have heard Scrooge speaking through all of you. Chix, take a look inside and tell me if Christmas hasn’t lost its magic for all of us this year, or for that matter, several years running.” Dana’s call for introspection brought the room to silence.Dana continued, “Let me play Ghost of Christmas Past; let me take us back to time when we were young, and Sander and I stretched our budget and bought this cabin and had The Chix and their boys up here around Christmas time? Remember those times?”“Those were the good days,” recalled McNally. “I remember Orlando mixing exotic cocktails for everyone to try. The guys kept making sweet drinks and urging us girls to taste one new one after another. I’m sure they were in cahoots, working on the theory that 'Christmas candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.’”Patricia chimed in, “Yeah, I remember that year, I remember laughing a lot of silly laughs and being chased around the cabin and out into the snow by three horny abominable snowmen until I finally let one catch me and haul me off to his lair where he threw me on the bed and ravaged me.”“I sort of remember that too - only I think I enjoyed Orlando’s cocktails too much too soon to fully remember every detail. But I have a vague memory of laughing on my way to a strange bed as I hung over Nelson’s shoulder as I pounded on his back as a captured maiden, but not really feeling much distress. I remember trying to help Nelson undress me, but I was too giggly, so he just ripped my clothes off.”Dana reminisced, “Anybody remember the year we all wore those sexy Santa’s Naughty Elf costumes?”“I still have mine in a closet somewhere I think,” snickered McNally. “We put on a pretty good show for the guys that one year when we performed in those outfits. Thanks to Annie for sewing them,” McNally tipped her glass toward Annie.“It was your choreography McNally, and your audacious moves that gave me the confidence to bump and grind along with the rest of the Chix. I’d never have been able to even think of doing something so feminine and sexy if it weren’t for you McNally,” complimented Patricia.“I still get wet every time I hear Eartha Kitt sing 'Santa Baby’ and I think of how hot we Chix looked and how mercilessly we teased those boys,” chuckled McNally.“Speaking for me,” said Patricia, “I’d say all of that dance practice and the sexy dance tips from everyone else showing me how to strut my wares. Our sexy little routine was well worth it a little later that night.” All The Chix giggled and nodded with Patricia, each recalling the thrill of having their men rush the stage and cart off the four costumed naughty little helper elves for a roll in the sheets.“Dana are you sure you’re alright with us bringing up these memories?” asked Annie in a cautious tone.“Annie, I’ve already told you that good memories and present friends are what are important to me tonight.”“Allow me to play the Ghost of Christmas Present,” said Dana in a soft voice. “If the Ghost of Christmas Past has drawn for you scenes of past holiday lovers, good times and Christmas cheer; what do you see when the Ghost of Christmas Present hovers above your lives tonight and points to your actions and attitudes of this present Christmas?”The Chix again sat thinking in silence.McNally answered Dana’s challenge first, “Well, I’ve already told everyone my grim view of this present Christmas. There is a poverty of spirit where I operate; Christmas has become nothing but joyless deadlines for me. I’ll confess, 'Bah Humbug!’ is truly what the Ghost of Christmas Present is pointing at in my life.”“Or would Scrooge use a more contemporary phrase, maybe something like 'Merry Fucking Christmas?” needled Patricia.“Yeah but…” Annie joined in, “…Those really were Merry Fucking Christmases in the past - literally. Those years when we all used to come up here with our hubbies and enjoy playing games and cooking together, remember? And it seems like every night ended in a night of passionate love making,” she added wistfully. “Why did we let that slip away? Where did the holiday love magic go?"I have a confession too, McNally has nothing on me, I’m just as much of a Bah Humbug personality as McNally - if not more so. Only I’m just a Scrooge still in the closet. I guess it’s time I came out to my friends. It was me who first suggested that I’d be ready to exchange Nelson for someone to clean my house. Honestly, how Scrooge-like is that?"The Ghost of Christmas Past showed that Scrooge rejected his old flame, Belle, to pursue a respectable wealthy status above love. Like Scrooge, I’ve let the passion for my old flame, Nelson dim, and for what? A respectable status of a well cleaned house? I’ve been saying 'Bah Humbug!’ from inside my Scrooge closet."I chided McNally for her poor attitude when we first drove up this afternoon,” recalled Patricia. “But then I fell right in with her complaining about my grueling holiday schedule and all I had endured. So, I guess that makes me not only a Scrooge, but a hypocrite as well. How’s that for a bare-bones confession to the Ghost of Christmas Present?" Dana’s Christmas Ghost"Excuse me,” declared a mildly irritated McNally, “enough indulging in this group psychotherapy playing with literary ghosts. I can’t stand it any longer, I’ve gotta find out from Dana if Sander’s ghost is really visiting us here.”McNally’s abrupt demand brought a heavy hush to the room.All eyes were locked on Dana. “All I can say is that I came up to our cabin for the first time since the accident. I hoped I was ready, but I wasn’t sure. The real reason that I invited everyone to join me was so I couldn’t back out, even if I wanted to, since I had extended an invitation to The Chix. Patricia, Annie, McNally; you’re my insurance as I forced myself to be a brave widow."I came two days ago for solitude. I thought I would be alone up here. I hoped I’d be brave enough to finally be alone with my thoughts. I was going to force myself to stay here until reinforcements arrived in the form of a carload of wild, raucous and fun-loving Chix."To my surprise, I had it all wrong. I was not alone here. Sander was waiting for me. It was good to find him here; he has been a comfort for me. I told him I was sorry for making him wait. He let me know that he understood why I waited. He assured me that it was alright for me to wait, coming only after I was ready."When Sander came to me the first night, he comforted me, bringing good memories of us in this place, like the Ghost of Christmas Past. He reacquainted me with faded memories of Patricia and Will, Annie and Nelson and McNally and Orlando all gathered in this place with me and Sander back in those days at the beginning. The images he brought to me made me feel grateful for all of you."I told Sander that those were lovely, warm memories, some of the best; but that they were far in the dim past. When Sander wrapped those memories around me; I felt warmth and saw a radiating brightness, happy for what we had once shared together. He said that that is why he had to brighten them for me; otherwise, neither I nor anyone else in those images would be able to clearly see them as they once were."I began to cry as those bright images of our past passions and fellowship with our friends began to fade before my eyes. I cried even more at the fear of losing him and everything good once again."He warned me that squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories, leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures. Sander let me know that I still had all of you wrapped around me to shield me with love. He was pleased that The Chix had taken such good care of me after he was taken from me."Sander told me he could not keep the past images bright, the power to do so was only given to the realm of the living."I cried in my grief and in my fresh fear of loss. I tried to hold him, but of course, I could not. I pleaded, 'How can I keep those memories of you and warm feelings bright?’ I didn’t know how to find the power to keep from losing all that was meaningful to me. I cried, 'Please Sander, show me, show me how not to lose you and everything again. Don’t let me drain away into the murky darkness where all warmth and love have been stolen from the human soul.’"I cried, kneeling on the floor. Sander said nothing as he stood close to me as a kind and gentle spirit with a comforting patience waiting for me to finish my hot tears. When I wiped away my tears and looked into his face, he pointed and guided me to look for my answer. I saw The Chix checking their messages, returning calls, checking their calendars trying to squeeze in a meeting, an appointment and a Christmas cookie exchange. I saw that we were rushing to the shopping mall, ordering online, checking our phones and returning home exhausted, drained of warmth and love, leaving nothing for those around us."I was shown Will, Nelson and Orlando taking the cars in for servicing because it was time. I saw these men checking their messages and making out-of-the way runs to pick up store items and a few groceries because their wives had sent them a text message. I witnessed The Dix on their own initiative coming home with a takeout meal that they served to their exhausted wives and then taking out the trash the night before pickup without a reminder. The guys were up late at night, opening the bills and writing the household checks and balancing the accounts, toiling like the loyal Bob Cratchit, Scrooge’s unappreciated clerk. I had been shown Christmas Present. I was sad to have seen that exhausted misery spread to all of our present lives."I cried, 'Oh Sander, where is the joy and the love for our friends? Everyone looks so exhausted and joyless and without hope or purpose. Tell me Sander, what is going to happen to them?’ Sander looked sad and did not answer me."He began to fade into the darkness, and I begged with renewed tears, 'Sander please don’t go, please don’t leave me alone again.’ But he was gone.I crawled off the floor, lifting myself into bed and cried myself to sleep. I remembered his words, 'Squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories and leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures.’"When Sander slipped away from me that night, I understood that he had shown me that the same was happening to Orlando and McNally, Will and Patricia and also to Nelson and Annie. His visit was a warning. Just as I lost Sander, everyone here is facing a Christmas Future where you will discover that you’ve lost all that really matters in life."Sander came again the next night. I was glad to see him. I wanted to know if it was too late for our friends to rekindle the love that had somehow drained away. 'Please, Sander, tell me that there is yet hope for them this Christmas Season,’ I begged."He showed me some bright and warm memories from long ago, some personal and some with The Chix. He showed me those visions to let me know that I still had love and support from you guys. But I was haunted by those visions of Christmas Present that I’d been shown the night before. He was happy that I was so well cared for now. And yes, he was happy to know that I got surprised by some needed loving attention from a partridge, a turtle dove hunter and an old barnyard rooster who had a few tricks to make a French hen cackle. Yet, the peril of the bleak Christmas Present remains, unless friendship and love is cherished and attended, it too will soon perish, and I’ll see my friends fade away into murky darkness as Sander had."Again, I looked into his gentle eyes and asked, 'There is still time isn’t there? We haven’t squandered our time, it’s not too late, tell me sweetheart, there are warm and bright memories of love and affection still to be made, nourished and cherished.’ Sander smiled his warm smile of assurance that I had missed so much, and I was happy."I woke, realizing that the sun was shining off a fresh morning snowfall and I threw off my heavy quilt. I sat up in bed, remembering that on our last morning together; Sander had been working on something secret that morning before the accident. I remembered asking him, 'Sweetie buns, what are you working on the hill behind the cabin?’"He smiled that warm, smug smile of mischief on that last morning that we were together and told me, 'I’ve got a Christmas surprise to show you tonight, it has to be revealed once it is dark. So, you’ll have to wait until we finish a few runs on the slopes this afternoon.’"Of course, we never came back here together. I had forgotten about Sander’s promised secret Christmas surprise until yesterday morning. When Sander told me he had a Christmas gift waiting for me after dark, he was holding an electrical extension cord behind his back with his mischievous smile stretched across his ski slope tanned face. 'I’ll plug this in to brighten your night tonight, as a token of how you have brightened my life,’ he said. Recalling some of his last words, I jumped out of bed and checked this morning; that cord is still lying on the deck where Sander left it last year.Annie was crying, as usual, but so were Patricia and McNally.Dana reached for her purse and pulled out her phone and looked at her messages and began to text, as The Chix took a few moments to rein in their emotions and check their composure before speaking or asking Dana any questions.Annie brushed her cheeks, "Oh Dana, that is the sweetest, saddest story I’ve ever heard… Excuse me, I can’t stop weeping… I don’t even know if these are tears of joy or grief… excuse me, I don’t know what to feel or say,” she said as the flood gates reopened.Patricia felt it was her role to wade in and tidy things up and drain the emotional swamp in which they all found themselves wallowing in. “Dana, it sounds like you’ve started to find some peace after last year’s events. I am glad that you shared with us how you are coping with Sander’s passing…”“Patricia, Jesus Christ on a bicycle! Don’t be such a cold and analytical mother hen all the time for us Chix. Dana’s story is not about coping, it’s about us - all of us and all that we once had and what we might lose, including Will, Nelson and yes, Orlando too. Dana, your conversation with Sander really got to me there…” McNally paused, looking emotionally rattled.“I guess everyone can tell, your story about Sander got to me also,” said Annie after managing to dry out enough. “I feel like McNally. Dana, what you said really touched me; I don’t know what to say… Yes, I actually do, I want to say that what Sander said is right; my joy has been stolen from my soul, I feel drained inside, I have let the things I hold most dear fade away. I am Scrooge - and I’m sorry, but so are all of you.”Turning to Patricia, Annie asked, “Don’t you feel what McNally and I feel? Don’t you feel that you and I and McNally, and certainly Dana, have lost something precious? Together as The Chix, we are a sum greater the whole - and that has, or should, include our husbands. I believe Sander told Dana to warn us all before it is too late. Patricia, don’t you feel like me that we should do something before the Ghost of Christmas Future makes the vision of an estranged and murky end to all that we enjoy a grim reality?”Patricia teared up and nodded silently. Then lifting her head, she asked Dana, “Is there hope? Did Sander give you hope for us?”“There is hope. There is still love here, and where there is love, there is hope. Sander showed me that the future can be changed by what we do now. Sander showed me that there is hope for us, hope for The Chix.”“And… And… What is that hope?” asked McNally. “And… And… And I got lots of questions about you and Sander up here in this cabin, but first - that was a gripping Christmas ghost story with Sander, but it seemed kind of weird that as soon as you finished driving your emotional steamroller full speed over our sympathies that you then broke character, ignoring us to check your phone. Isn’t checking your messages part of that tyranny of the mundane that Sander warned you about? Who is so important that you were texting them rather than dealing with us in this room and our emotions?”“The Ghost or the Ghosts of Christmas Future,” was Dana’s curt, cryptic reply.“You asked about our future, you asked about hope; I don’t know exactly how to answer those questions,” said a thoughtful Dana. “But I know where I want to look for starters. There is Sander’s unrevealed Christmas surprise waiting for me - or us, on top of the hill behind the cabin. It was Sander&rsq

A Ghostly Plea For Appreciation.Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.A Christmas Ghost Story For ScroogeDana got ready to roll the movie as The Chix settled in. “What’s the movie?” asked McNally.“A Christmas Carol, it’s the classic tale by Charles Dickens.”“Damn. Not a Christmas movie? Did I ever mention that I am so over Christmas right now? Bah Humbug!”Annie snorted, “McNally, you make a better Scrooge than Patrick Stewart.”“I’ll drink to that,” McNally said as she tipped her stemware to wash down a handful of popcorn. “Let me say it again, Merry Fucking Christmas, because I am so done with Christmas.”“Merry Fucking Christmas” was echoed around the room, followed by giggles among gathered good friends as the opening scene played.Annie was dabbing at her eyes as Tiny Tim cried out in the movie’s final scene, “God bless us, everyone!”As the credits rolled, Annie turned to McNally, “Well, Ebenezer Scrooge, do you still hate Christmas? Or did the ghost of Christmas Future shake you from your Bah Humbug! ways?”“I don’t hate Christmas; I just get worn out by this time of year. Christmas has been going on since before Halloween and that’s way too long, even for a vibrant spirit like me,” replied McNally.“Are you still so entrenched in your ‘Bah Humbug’ world-weary ways Ebenezer McNally or is it possible that visitations of the cinematic Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future have softened your hardened holiday heart?” pried Patricia.“Don’t be picking on McNally, she’s just been more emotionally honest. I have heard Scrooge speaking through all of you. Chix, take a look inside and tell me if Christmas hasn’t lost its magic for all of us this year, or for that matter, several years running.” Dana’s call for introspection brought the room to silence.Dana continued, “Let me play Ghost of Christmas Past; let me take us back to time when we were young, and Sander and I stretched our budget and bought this cabin and had The Chix and their boys up here around Christmas time? Remember those times?”“Those were the good days,” recalled McNally. “I remember Orlando mixing exotic cocktails for everyone to try. The guys kept making sweet drinks and urging us girls to taste one new one after another. I’m sure they were in cahoots, working on the theory that 'Christmas candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.’”Patricia chimed in, “Yeah, I remember that year, I remember laughing a lot of silly laughs and being chased around the cabin and out into the snow by three horny abominable snowmen until I finally let one catch me and haul me off to his lair where he threw me on the bed and ravaged me.”“I sort of remember that too - only I think I enjoyed Orlando’s cocktails too much too soon to fully remember every detail. But I have a vague memory of laughing on my way to a strange bed as I hung over Nelson’s shoulder as I pounded on his back as a captured maiden, but not really feeling much distress. I remember trying to help Nelson undress me, but I was too giggly, so he just ripped my clothes off.”Dana reminisced, “Anybody remember the year we all wore those sexy Santa’s Naughty Elf costumes?”“I still have mine in a closet somewhere I think,” snickered McNally. “We put on a pretty good show for the guys that one year when we performed in those outfits. Thanks to Annie for sewing them,” McNally tipped her glass toward Annie.“It was your choreography McNally, and your audacious moves that gave me the confidence to bump and grind along with the rest of the Chix. I’d never have been able to even think of doing something so feminine and sexy if it weren’t for you McNally,” complimented Patricia.“I still get wet every time I hear Eartha Kitt sing 'Santa Baby’ and I think of how hot we Chix looked and how mercilessly we teased those boys,” chuckled McNally.“Speaking for me,” said Patricia, “I’d say all of that dance practice and the sexy dance tips from everyone else showing me how to strut my wares. Our sexy little routine was well worth it a little later that night.” All The Chix giggled and nodded with Patricia, each recalling the thrill of having their men rush the stage and cart off the four costumed naughty little helper elves for a roll in the sheets.“Dana are you sure you’re alright with us bringing up these memories?” asked Annie in a cautious tone.“Annie, I’ve already told you that good memories and present friends are what are important to me tonight.”“Allow me to play the Ghost of Christmas Present,” said Dana in a soft voice. “If the Ghost of Christmas Past has drawn for you scenes of past holiday lovers, good times and Christmas cheer; what do you see when the Ghost of Christmas Present hovers above your lives tonight and points to your actions and attitudes of this present Christmas?”The Chix again sat thinking in silence.McNally answered Dana’s challenge first, “Well, I’ve already told everyone my grim view of this present Christmas. There is a poverty of spirit where I operate; Christmas has become nothing but joyless deadlines for me. I’ll confess, 'Bah Humbug!’ is truly what the Ghost of Christmas Present is pointing at in my life.”“Or would Scrooge use a more contemporary phrase, maybe something like 'Merry Fucking Christmas?” needled Patricia.“Yeah but…” Annie joined in, “…Those really were Merry Fucking Christmases in the past - literally. Those years when we all used to come up here with our hubbies and enjoy playing games and cooking together, remember? And it seems like every night ended in a night of passionate love making,” she added wistfully. “Why did we let that slip away? Where did the holiday love magic go?"I have a confession too, McNally has nothing on me, I’m just as much of a Bah Humbug personality as McNally - if not more so. Only I’m just a Scrooge still in the closet. I guess it’s time I came out to my friends. It was me who first suggested that I’d be ready to exchange Nelson for someone to clean my house. Honestly, how Scrooge-like is that?"The Ghost of Christmas Past showed that Scrooge rejected his old flame, Belle, to pursue a respectable wealthy status above love. Like Scrooge, I’ve let the passion for my old flame, Nelson dim, and for what? A respectable status of a well cleaned house? I’ve been saying 'Bah Humbug!’ from inside my Scrooge closet."I chided McNally for her poor attitude when we first drove up this afternoon,” recalled Patricia. “But then I fell right in with her complaining about my grueling holiday schedule and all I had endured. So, I guess that makes me not only a Scrooge, but a hypocrite as well. How’s that for a bare-bones confession to the Ghost of Christmas Present?" Dana’s Christmas Ghost"Excuse me,” declared a mildly irritated McNally, “enough indulging in this group psychotherapy playing with literary ghosts. I can’t stand it any longer, I’ve gotta find out from Dana if Sander’s ghost is really visiting us here.”McNally’s abrupt demand brought a heavy hush to the room.All eyes were locked on Dana. “All I can say is that I came up to our cabin for the first time since the accident. I hoped I was ready, but I wasn’t sure. The real reason that I invited everyone to join me was so I couldn’t back out, even if I wanted to, since I had extended an invitation to The Chix. Patricia, Annie, McNally; you’re my insurance as I forced myself to be a brave widow."I came two days ago for solitude. I thought I would be alone up here. I hoped I’d be brave enough to finally be alone with my thoughts. I was going to force myself to stay here until reinforcements arrived in the form of a carload of wild, raucous and fun-loving Chix."To my surprise, I had it all wrong. I was not alone here. Sander was waiting for me. It was good to find him here; he has been a comfort for me. I told him I was sorry for making him wait. He let me know that he understood why I waited. He assured me that it was alright for me to wait, coming only after I was ready."When Sander came to me the first night, he comforted me, bringing good memories of us in this place, like the Ghost of Christmas Past. He reacquainted me with faded memories of Patricia and Will, Annie and Nelson and McNally and Orlando all gathered in this place with me and Sander back in those days at the beginning. The images he brought to me made me feel grateful for all of you."I told Sander that those were lovely, warm memories, some of the best; but that they were far in the dim past. When Sander wrapped those memories around me; I felt warmth and saw a radiating brightness, happy for what we had once shared together. He said that that is why he had to brighten them for me; otherwise, neither I nor anyone else in those images would be able to clearly see them as they once were."I began to cry as those bright images of our past passions and fellowship with our friends began to fade before my eyes. I cried even more at the fear of losing him and everything good once again."He warned me that squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories, leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures. Sander let me know that I still had all of you wrapped around me to shield me with love. He was pleased that The Chix had taken such good care of me after he was taken from me."Sander told me he could not keep the past images bright, the power to do so was only given to the realm of the living."I cried in my grief and in my fresh fear of loss. I tried to hold him, but of course, I could not. I pleaded, 'How can I keep those memories of you and warm feelings bright?’ I didn’t know how to find the power to keep from losing all that was meaningful to me. I cried, 'Please Sander, show me, show me how not to lose you and everything again. Don’t let me drain away into the murky darkness where all warmth and love have been stolen from the human soul.’"I cried, kneeling on the floor. Sander said nothing as he stood close to me as a kind and gentle spirit with a comforting patience waiting for me to finish my hot tears. When I wiped away my tears and looked into his face, he pointed and guided me to look for my answer. I saw The Chix checking their messages, returning calls, checking their calendars trying to squeeze in a meeting, an appointment and a Christmas cookie exchange. I saw that we were rushing to the shopping mall, ordering online, checking our phones and returning home exhausted, drained of warmth and love, leaving nothing for those around us."I was shown Will, Nelson and Orlando taking the cars in for servicing because it was time. I saw these men checking their messages and making out-of-the way runs to pick up store items and a few groceries because their wives had sent them a text message. I witnessed The Dix on their own initiative coming home with a takeout meal that they served to their exhausted wives and then taking out the trash the night before pickup without a reminder. The guys were up late at night, opening the bills and writing the household checks and balancing the accounts, toiling like the loyal Bob Cratchit, Scrooge’s unappreciated clerk. I had been shown Christmas Present. I was sad to have seen that exhausted misery spread to all of our present lives."I cried, 'Oh Sander, where is the joy and the love for our friends? Everyone looks so exhausted and joyless and without hope or purpose. Tell me Sander, what is going to happen to them?’ Sander looked sad and did not answer me."He began to fade into the darkness, and I begged with renewed tears, 'Sander please don’t go, please don’t leave me alone again.’ But he was gone.I crawled off the floor, lifting myself into bed and cried myself to sleep. I remembered his words, 'Squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories and leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures.’"When Sander slipped away from me that night, I understood that he had shown me that the same was happening to Orlando and McNally, Will and Patricia and also to Nelson and Annie. His visit was a warning. Just as I lost Sander, everyone here is facing a Christmas Future where you will discover that you’ve lost all that really matters in life."Sander came again the next night. I was glad to see him. I wanted to know if it was too late for our friends to rekindle the love that had somehow drained away. 'Please, Sander, tell me that there is yet hope for them this Christmas Season,’ I begged."He showed me some bright and warm memories from long ago, some personal and some with The Chix. He showed me those visions to let me know that I still had love and support from you guys. But I was haunted by those visions of Christmas Present that I’d been shown the night before. He was happy that I was so well cared for now. And yes, he was happy to know that I got surprised by some needed loving attention from a partridge, a turtle dove hunter and an old barnyard rooster who had a few tricks to make a French hen cackle. Yet, the peril of the bleak Christmas Present remains, unless friendship and love is cherished and attended, it too will soon perish, and I’ll see my friends fade away into murky darkness as Sander had."Again, I looked into his gentle eyes and asked, 'There is still time isn’t there? We haven’t squandered our time, it’s not too late, tell me sweetheart, there are warm and bright memories of love and affection still to be made, nourished and cherished.’ Sander smiled his warm smile of assurance that I had missed so much, and I was happy."I woke, realizing that the sun was shining off a fresh morning snowfall and I threw off my heavy quilt. I sat up in bed, remembering that on our last morning together; Sander had been working on something secret that morning before the accident. I remembered asking him, 'Sweetie buns, what are you working on the hill behind the cabin?’"He smiled that warm, smug smile of mischief on that last morning that we were together and told me, 'I’ve got a Christmas surprise to show you tonight, it has to be revealed once it is dark. So, you’ll have to wait until we finish a few runs on the slopes this afternoon.’"Of course, we never came back here together. I had forgotten about Sander’s promised secret Christmas surprise until yesterday morning. When Sander told me he had a Christmas gift waiting for me after dark, he was holding an electrical extension cord behind his back with his mischievous smile stretched across his ski slope tanned face. 'I’ll plug this in to brighten your night tonight, as a token of how you have brightened my life,’ he said. Recalling some of his last words, I jumped out of bed and checked this morning; that cord is still lying on the deck where Sander left it last year.Annie was crying, as usual, but so were Patricia and McNally.Dana reached for her purse and pulled out her phone and looked at her messages and began to text, as The Chix took a few moments to rein in their emotions and check their composure before speaking or asking Dana any questions.Annie brushed her cheeks, "Oh Dana, that is the sweetest, saddest story I’ve ever heard… Excuse me, I can’t stop weeping… I don’t even know if these are tears of joy or grief… excuse me, I don’t know what to feel or say,” she said as the flood gates reopened.Patricia felt it was her role to wade in and tidy things up and drain the emotional swamp in which they all found themselves wallowing in. “Dana, it sounds like you’ve started to find some peace after last year’s events. I am glad that you shared with us how you are coping with Sander’s passing…”“Patricia, Jesus Christ on a bicycle! Don’t be such a cold and analytical mother hen all the time for us Chix. Dana’s story is not about coping, it’s about us - all of us and all that we once had and what we might lose, including Will, Nelson and yes, Orlando too. Dana, your conversation with Sander really got to me there…” McNally paused, looking emotionally rattled.“I guess everyone can tell, your story about Sander got to me also,” said Annie after managing to dry out enough. “I feel like McNally. Dana, what you said really touched me; I don’t know what to say… Yes, I actually do, I want to say that what Sander said is right; my joy has been stolen from my soul, I feel drained inside, I have let the things I hold most dear fade away. I am Scrooge - and I’m sorry, but so are all of you.”Turning to Patricia, Annie asked, “Don’t you feel what McNally and I feel? Don’t you feel that you and I and McNally, and certainly Dana, have lost something precious? Together as The Chix, we are a sum greater the whole - and that has, or should, include our husbands. I believe Sander told Dana to warn us all before it is too late. Patricia, don’t you feel like me that we should do something before the Ghost of Christmas Future makes the vision of an estranged and murky end to all that we enjoy a grim reality?”Patricia teared up and nodded silently. Then lifting her head, she asked Dana, “Is there hope? Did Sander give you hope for us?”“There is hope. There is still love here, and where there is love, there is hope. Sander showed me that the future can be changed by what we do now. Sander showed me that there is hope for us, hope for The Chix.”“And… And… What is that hope?” asked McNally. “And… And… And I got lots of questions about you and Sander up here in this cabin, but first - that was a gripping Christmas ghost story with Sander, but it seemed kind of weird that as soon as you finished driving your emotional steamroller full speed over our sympathies that you then broke character, ignoring us to check your phone. Isn’t checking your messages part of that tyranny of the mundane that Sander warned you about? Who is so important that you were texting them rather than dealing with us in this room and our emotions?”“The Ghost or the Ghosts of Christmas Future,” was Dana’s curt, cryptic reply.“You asked about our future, you asked about hope; I don’t know exactly how to answer those questions,” said a thoughtful Dana. “But I know where I want to look for starters. There is Sander’s unrevealed Christmas surprise waiting for me - or us, on top of the hill behind the cabin. It was Sander&rsq

A Ghostly Plea For Appreciation.Based on a post by SandyMarl, in 4 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.A Christmas Ghost Story For ScroogeDana got ready to roll the movie as The Chix settled in. “What’s the movie?” asked McNally.“A Christmas Carol, it’s the classic tale by Charles Dickens.”“Damn. Not a Christmas movie? Did I ever mention that I am so over Christmas right now? Bah Humbug!”Annie snorted, “McNally, you make a better Scrooge than Patrick Stewart.”“I’ll drink to that,” McNally said as she tipped her stemware to wash down a handful of popcorn. “Let me say it again, Merry Fucking Christmas, because I am so done with Christmas.”“Merry Fucking Christmas” was echoed around the room, followed by giggles among gathered good friends as the opening scene played.Annie was dabbing at her eyes as Tiny Tim cried out in the movie’s final scene, “God bless us, everyone!”As the credits rolled, Annie turned to McNally, “Well, Ebenezer Scrooge, do you still hate Christmas? Or did the ghost of Christmas Future shake you from your Bah Humbug! ways?”“I don’t hate Christmas; I just get worn out by this time of year. Christmas has been going on since before Halloween and that’s way too long, even for a vibrant spirit like me,” replied McNally.“Are you still so entrenched in your ‘Bah Humbug’ world-weary ways Ebenezer McNally or is it possible that visitations of the cinematic Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future have softened your hardened holiday heart?” pried Patricia.“Don’t be picking on McNally, she’s just been more emotionally honest. I have heard Scrooge speaking through all of you. Chix, take a look inside and tell me if Christmas hasn’t lost its magic for all of us this year, or for that matter, several years running.” Dana’s call for introspection brought the room to silence.Dana continued, “Let me play Ghost of Christmas Past; let me take us back to time when we were young, and Sander and I stretched our budget and bought this cabin and had The Chix and their boys up here around Christmas time? Remember those times?”“Those were the good days,” recalled McNally. “I remember Orlando mixing exotic cocktails for everyone to try. The guys kept making sweet drinks and urging us girls to taste one new one after another. I’m sure they were in cahoots, working on the theory that 'Christmas candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.’”Patricia chimed in, “Yeah, I remember that year, I remember laughing a lot of silly laughs and being chased around the cabin and out into the snow by three horny abominable snowmen until I finally let one catch me and haul me off to his lair where he threw me on the bed and ravaged me.”“I sort of remember that too - only I think I enjoyed Orlando’s cocktails too much too soon to fully remember every detail. But I have a vague memory of laughing on my way to a strange bed as I hung over Nelson’s shoulder as I pounded on his back as a captured maiden, but not really feeling much distress. I remember trying to help Nelson undress me, but I was too giggly, so he just ripped my clothes off.”Dana reminisced, “Anybody remember the year we all wore those sexy Santa’s Naughty Elf costumes?”“I still have mine in a closet somewhere I think,” snickered McNally. “We put on a pretty good show for the guys that one year when we performed in those outfits. Thanks to Annie for sewing them,” McNally tipped her glass toward Annie.“It was your choreography McNally, and your audacious moves that gave me the confidence to bump and grind along with the rest of the Chix. I’d never have been able to even think of doing something so feminine and sexy if it weren’t for you McNally,” complimented Patricia.“I still get wet every time I hear Eartha Kitt sing 'Santa Baby’ and I think of how hot we Chix looked and how mercilessly we teased those boys,” chuckled McNally.“Speaking for me,” said Patricia, “I’d say all of that dance practice and the sexy dance tips from everyone else showing me how to strut my wares. Our sexy little routine was well worth it a little later that night.” All The Chix giggled and nodded with Patricia, each recalling the thrill of having their men rush the stage and cart off the four costumed naughty little helper elves for a roll in the sheets.“Dana are you sure you’re alright with us bringing up these memories?” asked Annie in a cautious tone.“Annie, I’ve already told you that good memories and present friends are what are important to me tonight.”“Allow me to play the Ghost of Christmas Present,” said Dana in a soft voice. “If the Ghost of Christmas Past has drawn for you scenes of past holiday lovers, good times and Christmas cheer; what do you see when the Ghost of Christmas Present hovers above your lives tonight and points to your actions and attitudes of this present Christmas?”The Chix again sat thinking in silence.McNally answered Dana’s challenge first, “Well, I’ve already told everyone my grim view of this present Christmas. There is a poverty of spirit where I operate; Christmas has become nothing but joyless deadlines for me. I’ll confess, 'Bah Humbug!’ is truly what the Ghost of Christmas Present is pointing at in my life.”“Or would Scrooge use a more contemporary phrase, maybe something like 'Merry Fucking Christmas?” needled Patricia.“Yeah but…” Annie joined in, “…Those really were Merry Fucking Christmases in the past - literally. Those years when we all used to come up here with our hubbies and enjoy playing games and cooking together, remember? And it seems like every night ended in a night of passionate love making,” she added wistfully. “Why did we let that slip away? Where did the holiday love magic go?"I have a confession too, McNally has nothing on me, I’m just as much of a Bah Humbug personality as McNally - if not more so. Only I’m just a Scrooge still in the closet. I guess it’s time I came out to my friends. It was me who first suggested that I’d be ready to exchange Nelson for someone to clean my house. Honestly, how Scrooge-like is that?"The Ghost of Christmas Past showed that Scrooge rejected his old flame, Belle, to pursue a respectable wealthy status above love. Like Scrooge, I’ve let the passion for my old flame, Nelson dim, and for what? A respectable status of a well cleaned house? I’ve been saying 'Bah Humbug!’ from inside my Scrooge closet."I chided McNally for her poor attitude when we first drove up this afternoon,” recalled Patricia. “But then I fell right in with her complaining about my grueling holiday schedule and all I had endured. So, I guess that makes me not only a Scrooge, but a hypocrite as well. How’s that for a bare-bones confession to the Ghost of Christmas Present?" Dana’s Christmas Ghost"Excuse me,” declared a mildly irritated McNally, “enough indulging in this group psychotherapy playing with literary ghosts. I can’t stand it any longer, I’ve gotta find out from Dana if Sander’s ghost is really visiting us here.”McNally’s abrupt demand brought a heavy hush to the room.All eyes were locked on Dana. “All I can say is that I came up to our cabin for the first time since the accident. I hoped I was ready, but I wasn’t sure. The real reason that I invited everyone to join me was so I couldn’t back out, even if I wanted to, since I had extended an invitation to The Chix. Patricia, Annie, McNally; you’re my insurance as I forced myself to be a brave widow."I came two days ago for solitude. I thought I would be alone up here. I hoped I’d be brave enough to finally be alone with my thoughts. I was going to force myself to stay here until reinforcements arrived in the form of a carload of wild, raucous and fun-loving Chix."To my surprise, I had it all wrong. I was not alone here. Sander was waiting for me. It was good to find him here; he has been a comfort for me. I told him I was sorry for making him wait. He let me know that he understood why I waited. He assured me that it was alright for me to wait, coming only after I was ready."When Sander came to me the first night, he comforted me, bringing good memories of us in this place, like the Ghost of Christmas Past. He reacquainted me with faded memories of Patricia and Will, Annie and Nelson and McNally and Orlando all gathered in this place with me and Sander back in those days at the beginning. The images he brought to me made me feel grateful for all of you."I told Sander that those were lovely, warm memories, some of the best; but that they were far in the dim past. When Sander wrapped those memories around me; I felt warmth and saw a radiating brightness, happy for what we had once shared together. He said that that is why he had to brighten them for me; otherwise, neither I nor anyone else in those images would be able to clearly see them as they once were."I began to cry as those bright images of our past passions and fellowship with our friends began to fade before my eyes. I cried even more at the fear of losing him and everything good once again."He warned me that squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories, leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures. Sander let me know that I still had all of you wrapped around me to shield me with love. He was pleased that The Chix had taken such good care of me after he was taken from me."Sander told me he could not keep the past images bright, the power to do so was only given to the realm of the living."I cried in my grief and in my fresh fear of loss. I tried to hold him, but of course, I could not. I pleaded, 'How can I keep those memories of you and warm feelings bright?’ I didn’t know how to find the power to keep from losing all that was meaningful to me. I cried, 'Please Sander, show me, show me how not to lose you and everything again. Don’t let me drain away into the murky darkness where all warmth and love have been stolen from the human soul.’"I cried, kneeling on the floor. Sander said nothing as he stood close to me as a kind and gentle spirit with a comforting patience waiting for me to finish my hot tears. When I wiped away my tears and looked into his face, he pointed and guided me to look for my answer. I saw The Chix checking their messages, returning calls, checking their calendars trying to squeeze in a meeting, an appointment and a Christmas cookie exchange. I saw that we were rushing to the shopping mall, ordering online, checking our phones and returning home exhausted, drained of warmth and love, leaving nothing for those around us."I was shown Will, Nelson and Orlando taking the cars in for servicing because it was time. I saw these men checking their messages and making out-of-the way runs to pick up store items and a few groceries because their wives had sent them a text message. I witnessed The Dix on their own initiative coming home with a takeout meal that they served to their exhausted wives and then taking out the trash the night before pickup without a reminder. The guys were up late at night, opening the bills and writing the household checks and balancing the accounts, toiling like the loyal Bob Cratchit, Scrooge’s unappreciated clerk. I had been shown Christmas Present. I was sad to have seen that exhausted misery spread to all of our present lives."I cried, 'Oh Sander, where is the joy and the love for our friends? Everyone looks so exhausted and joyless and without hope or purpose. Tell me Sander, what is going to happen to them?’ Sander looked sad and did not answer me."He began to fade into the darkness, and I begged with renewed tears, 'Sander please don’t go, please don’t leave me alone again.’ But he was gone.I crawled off the floor, lifting myself into bed and cried myself to sleep. I remembered his words, 'Squandered time, tyranny of the mundane and careless love will steal from the human soul, draining the treasures of passion and good memories and leaving murky, pathetic sketches in place of those forgotten treasures.’"When Sander slipped away from me that night, I understood that he had shown me that the same was happening to Orlando and McNally, Will and Patricia and also to Nelson and Annie. His visit was a warning. Just as I lost Sander, everyone here is facing a Christmas Future where you will discover that you’ve lost all that really matters in life."Sander came again the next night. I was glad to see him. I wanted to know if it was too late for our friends to rekindle the love that had somehow drained away. 'Please, Sander, tell me that there is yet hope for them this Christmas Season,’ I begged."He showed me some bright and warm memories from long ago, some personal and some with The Chix. He showed me those visions to let me know that I still had love and support from you guys. But I was haunted by those visions of Christmas Present that I’d been shown the night before. He was happy that I was so well cared for now. And yes, he was happy to know that I got surprised by some needed loving attention from a partridge, a turtle dove hunter and an old barnyard rooster who had a few tricks to make a French hen cackle. Yet, the peril of the bleak Christmas Present remains, unless friendship and love is cherished and attended, it too will soon perish, and I’ll see my friends fade away into murky darkness as Sander had."Again, I looked into his gentle eyes and asked, 'There is still time isn’t there? We haven’t squandered our time, it’s not too late, tell me sweetheart, there are warm and bright memories of love and affection still to be made, nourished and cherished.’ Sander smiled his warm smile of assurance that I had missed so much, and I was happy."I woke, realizing that the sun was shining off a fresh morning snowfall and I threw off my heavy quilt. I sat up in bed, remembering that on our last morning together; Sander had been working on something secret that morning before the accident. I remembered asking him, 'Sweetie buns, what are you working on the hill behind the cabin?’"He smiled that warm, smug smile of mischief on that last morning that we were together and told me, 'I’ve got a Christmas surprise to show you tonight, it has to be revealed once it is dark. So, you’ll have to wait until we finish a few runs on the slopes this afternoon.’"Of course, we never came back here together. I had forgotten about Sander’s promised secret Christmas surprise until yesterday morning. When Sander told me he had a Christmas gift waiting for me after dark, he was holding an electrical extension cord behind his back with his mischievous smile stretched across his ski slope tanned face. 'I’ll plug this in to brighten your night tonight, as a token of how you have brightened my life,’ he said. Recalling some of his last words, I jumped out of bed and checked this morning; that cord is still lying on the deck where Sander left it last year.Annie was crying, as usual, but so were Patricia and McNally.Dana reached for her purse and pulled out her phone and looked at her messages and began to text, as The Chix took a few moments to rein in their emotions and check their composure before speaking or asking Dana any questions.Annie brushed her cheeks, "Oh Dana, that is the sweetest, saddest story I’ve ever heard… Excuse me, I can’t stop weeping… I don’t even know if these are tears of joy or grief… excuse me, I don’t know what to feel or say,” she said as the flood gates reopened.Patricia felt it was her role to wade in and tidy things up and drain the emotional swamp in which they all found themselves wallowing in. “Dana, it sounds like you’ve started to find some peace after last year’s events. I am glad that you shared with us how you are coping with Sander’s passing…”“Patricia, Jesus Christ on a bicycle! Don’t be such a cold and analytical mother hen all the time for us Chix. Dana’s story is not about coping, it’s about us - all of us and all that we once had and what we might lose, including Will, Nelson and yes, Orlando too. Dana, your conversation with Sander really got to me there…” McNally paused, looking emotionally rattled.“I guess everyone can tell, your story about Sander got to me also,” said Annie after managing to dry out enough. “I feel like McNally. Dana, what you said really touched me; I don’t know what to say… Yes, I actually do, I want to say that what Sander said is right; my joy has been stolen from my soul, I feel drained inside, I have let the things I hold most dear fade away. I am Scrooge - and I’m sorry, but so are all of you.”Turning to Patricia, Annie asked, “Don’t you feel what McNally and I feel? Don’t you feel that you and I and McNally, and certainly Dana, have lost something precious? Together as The Chix, we are a sum greater the whole - and that has, or should, include our husbands. I believe Sander told Dana to warn us all before it is too late. Patricia, don’t you feel like me that we should do something before the Ghost of Christmas Future makes the vision of an estranged and murky end to all that we enjoy a grim reality?”Patricia teared up and nodded silently. Then lifting her head, she asked Dana, “Is there hope? Did Sander give you hope for us?”“There is hope. There is still love here, and where there is love, there is hope. Sander showed me that the future can be changed by what we do now. Sander showed me that there is hope for us, hope for The Chix.”“And… And… What is that hope?” asked McNally. “And… And… And I got lots of questions about you and Sander up here in this cabin, but first - that was a gripping Christmas ghost story with Sander, but it seemed kind of weird that as soon as you finished driving your emotional steamroller full speed over our sympathies that you then broke character, ignoring us to check your phone. Isn’t checking your messages part of that tyranny of the mundane that Sander warned you about? Who is so important that you were texting them rather than dealing with us in this room and our emotions?”“The Ghost or the Ghosts of Christmas Future,” was Dana’s curt, cryptic reply.“You asked about our future, you asked about hope; I don’t know exactly how to answer those questions,” said a thoughtful Dana. “But I know where I want to look for starters. There is Sander’s unrevealed Christmas surprise waiting for me - or us, on top of the hill behind the cabin. It was Sander&rsq

In today's episode, we are focusing on tending to the 'Ghost of Christmas Present' so the 'Ghost of Christmas Future' can reap the relational benefits! Join our experts, Dr. Laurie and George Faller, hosts of the newly branded Brave Love, Great Sex podcast for this fun episode on resolution and renewal. Our hosts use an example of their role play couple, Joey and Maria to illustrate just what it looks like when the negative cycle is cooled off and they have a better way to move forward. In this stage repair is easily initiated and partners can move forward from conflict in a more positive way. George and Laurie share some active ways couples can continue to strengthen connection and intimacy at this time. This looks like identifying triggers, planning time to connect during busy periods, sharing small moments like morning coffees or kisses goodbye, being explicit with appreciation. We hold out for couples stuck in negative cycles that this place of connection does exist! As the New Year approaches, this is a perfect time to consider what relationship resolutions to set and how to renew and refresh as you step into 2026.  Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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Giving gifts . . . preparing special meals . . . visiting with friends and family—those certainly can be good things about Christmastime. But the truth is, they might distract you from what is most important about Christmas . . . the best part of the celebration. To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/85/29?v=20251111

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You've decorated your home, put up a tree, set out presents, and planned a wonderful meal. But in all that you've done to make Christmas memorable, have you forgotten who is most important in the celebration? To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/85/29?v=20251111

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” All 5 acts together in one, as well as outtakes and special messages from the cast. Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 11:57 Act 1 11:57 – 13:11 Cast Greetings Part 1 13:11 – 23:42 Act 2 23:42 – 24:27 Cast Greetings Part 2 24:27 – 32:40 Act 3 32:40 – 33:55 Cast Greetings Part 3 33:55 – 43:50 Act 4 43:50 – 44:42 Cast Greetings Part 4 44:42 – 56:22 Act 5 56:22 – 58:18 Credits 58:18 – 1:08:47 Outtakes (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 5 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb With the voice talents of: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Emmily Scherb as Jemma Rickmanovich Jeffery Cronin as the Russian Voice Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan Trish Healey as Betty Tim Dumont as the Plane Captain Kyra Hogue as “Simone Grubbs” Lesley Victorine as Samantha the Reporter Micheal Babb as Quinn James Babb as Patrick and Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan Jacklyn Collier from Deck the Hallmark as Candice from the Christmas Initiate Brian Earl from Christmas Past and author of Of Christmases Long, Long Ago: Surprising Traditions from Christmas Past as the Ghost of Christmas Past Mike Westfall, from the Advent Calendar House podcast, as Captain Willis Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George Noah from TANcast (NSFW) as Joe McKringleberry Gerry D from Totally Rad Christmas as Bert Sean Sotka from the Christmas Podcasts Podcast as Ernie Mignon Fogarty, from the Grammar Girl Quick and Dirty Tips for Better Writing podcast, as Mayor Deleo (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) and Alonso Duralde from LinoleumKnife, Maximum Film, Breakfast All Day, and Deck The Hallmark and author of Have Yourself a Movie Little Christmas – Revised and Updated Edition as the Ghost of Christmas Present. Music The choral renditions of We Wish You A Merry Christmas and The Star Spangled Banner were performed by the 1995 Lincoln High School Chamber Ensemble. Deck the Halls A was performed by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Used under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License Sound Effects palazzo d’accursio xmas band 20121222_181319.mp3 by suonidibologna — https://freesound.org/s/172338/ — License: Attribution NonCommercial 4.0 Kickin’ around the ole’ pigskin.flac by CGEffex — https://freesound.org/s/94172/ — License: Attribution 4.0 JJJ2 96 countdown – cheer.wav by FreqMan — https://freesound.org/s/88002/ — License: Attribution 4.0 Explosion by Iwiploppenisse — https://freesound.org/s/156031/ — License: Attribution 4.0 All other music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved.

A Christmas Carol themed holiday episode? That's right. It's a Christmas Carol themed holiday episode. But... What does that mean? It means we are going to look at ghosts of Christmas Past (1995), Christmas Present (what it's looking like this year) and Christmas Future (if nothing changes) to try and figure out what is going on with the industry and where it might be going. So, if you're stuck driving to your in-laws, visiting family, or have to work this Christmas Eve and need the company of foul-mouthed nerds - we are here for you. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of act 5 of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” In Act 5, can Tracy use the lessons of past, present, and future to save the plane, save McKringleberry, and save Christmas?! Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 12:01 Act 5 12:01 – 13:53 Credits (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 5 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb With the voice talents of: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Emmily Scherb as Jemma Rickmanovich Jeffery Cronin as the Russian Voice Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan Trish Healey as Betty Lesley Victorine as Samantha the Reporter Micahel Babb as Quinn James Babb as Patrick and Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan Jacklyn Collier from Deck the Hallmark as Candice from the Christmas Initiate Brian Earl from Christmas Past and author of Of Christmases Long, Long Ago: Surprising Traditions from Christmas Past as the Ghost of Christmas Past Mike Westfall, from the Advent Calendar House podcast, as Captain Willis Noah from TANcast (NSFW) as Joe McKringleberry Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George Gerry D from Totally Rad Christmas as Bert Sean Sotka from the Christmas Podcasts Podcast as Ernie And Alonso Duralde from LinoleumKnife, Maximum Film, Breakfast All Day, and Deck The Hallmark and author of Have Yourself a Movie Little Christmas – Revised and Updated Edition as the Ghost of Christmas Present. The Star Spangled Banner was performed by the 1995 Lincoln High School Chamber Ensemble Graduating Seniors. All other music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved. Tune in Christmas Eve for a special presentation of the full movie of A Bomb for Christmas 2, featuring outtakes and special messages from the cast.

Join DblDubz, Filtrophobe, and Tuff on a two-hour-tour of what's expected to arrive to the Hero Realms digital app in 2026! Starting with what we thought was EVERYONE'S favorite segment (spoilers, it's not), the crew keeps the game-state analysis flowing with another entry in the Looking For Lethal series. From there the main segment hits and covers a wide range of topics – what balance changes may be coming down the pipeline, new ancestries for the beta, and new classes for the regular version of the game. There's no shortage of talk on the impact and analysis these changes will have on the game. There's a brief highlight on a class performance spreadsheet from StefP and Scorium plus Jseph's article regarding Tavern Brawl match-making. More to come on discussing this and future Tavern Brawls in the New Year! All that's left from here is to round up the Community Events and sign-off. Thanks for listening! An Apology to the Community: 6:27WWYD: 11:05LFL: 24:13Future of HR Digital: 32:31Content Releases: 1:40:33Community Round-up: 1:48:26Taps, Scraps, and Good-byes: 2:00:43Hero Realms is a fantasy-themed expandable deckbuilding game from Wise Wizard Games.Hosts: Chris "DblDubz" Walberg, Cooper "Filtrophobe" Fitzpatrick, and John "Tuff" LabellaProducer: Chris WalbergHero Helper: https://hero-helper.com/Realms Rising: https://www.realmsrising.comYou can find the WWYD screenshots for this episode here: https://www.realmsrising.com/podcast/sparks-and-rec-92-what-lies-ahead-in-the-new-yearJseph's article: https://www.realmsrising.com/community-events/tavern-brawls/exploring-weekly-matchmaking-formats-for-tavern-brawl/StefP and Scorium's Spreadsheet:https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1Q7cRpnn_BvQhOXYHRFnzrsyH1Mp-KXPHOmronuyIP8w/edit?gid=1027498956#gid=1027498956Patreon: https://patreon.com/sparksandrecHyperGeometric Calculator: https://aetherhub.com/Apps/HyperGeometricCommunity Tournaments & Events Primer (+ signup links): https://www.realmsrising.com/community-events/Realms Rising Discord: https://discord.gg/8pTxKqzFDcContact S&R: contact@sparks-and-recreation.comSupport Sparks & Rec: https://hero-helper.com/support-usSparks & Recreation Website: https://www.realmsrising.com/sparks-and-recreation/Thank you so much to Level 12 Hero Sarah T., Warden Slayer, as well as Level 7 Hero Nudeltulpe!Specific songs used in this episode were:Intro/Outro Music: "Uplifting Orchestra Pack" by GoodBunny. (Under the Music Standard License)Licensed under Creative Commons BY Attribution 4.0 License Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Sermons, December 2025, Romans, The Spirit of Christmas, Holy Spirit, Renewal, Pastor Ray Fowler

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Experience Christmas through the eyes of Charles Dickens in his classic story, “A Christmas Carol.” Enjoy this production performed with full cast and live foley effects! Episode 4 – The Ghost of Christmas Future:  The chilling Ghost of Christmas Future is Scrooge's last visitor of the night, bringing Ebenezer face-to-face with the consequences that await him if he does not change his wicked, miserly ways. Adapted for audio by We Are One Body® Audio Theatre Cast members in order of appearance: Peg Bryan as the Narrator; David Seremet as Ebenezer Scrooge; Tony Chiappetta as the 1 Businessman; Edward Roberts as the 2 Businessman; John Kenyon as Joe; Cindy Lou Fiorina as Mrs. Dilber; Kolbe Foss as Peter; Kelly Doman as Mrs. Cratchit; Margaret Butina as Martha; Helen Butina as 1 Cratchit Child; Annette Steele as 2 Cratchit Child; Albert Saenz as Bob Cratchit; Albert Saenz III as the Young Boy; Cletus McConville as Fred; Shantel McConville as Fred's Wife; and Kelly Burd as Fred's Wife's Friend. Foley Effects Artists were Cori Beredino, Lawrence Cuda and Matthew Mann. A Production of We Are One Body® Audio Theatre.

Pastor Jack Graham concludes the series “The Christ of Every Christmas” with the message “The Christ of Christmas Future.” He reminds us that Jesus' appearances are as Prophet, or Christmas Past; as Priest, or Christmas Present; and as King, or Christmas Future. Jesus was King before He was born, He was King at His birth, and He is forever King To support this ministry financially, visit: https://www.oneplace.com/donate/395/29?v=20251111

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of act 4 of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” We will be releasing a new act every Tuesday until Christmas! Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” In Act 4, Tracy is taken to a dark future where we learn the fate of her friends, Holly, Bobby, and McKringleberry. Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 10:16 Act 2 10:16 – 11:33 Credits (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 4 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb Cast: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Emmily Scherb as Jemma Rickmanovich Kyra Hogue as “Simone Grubbs” Trish Healey as Betty Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan With special podcaster guest stars… Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George Noah, from the TANcast Podcast (NSFW), as Joe McKringleberry and Mike Westfall, from the Advent Calendar House podcast, as Captain Willis All music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved. Tune in December 23rd for the the dramatic conclusion of A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.

Joe Ostrowski and Sam Panayotovich are joined by College Football Expert Michael Felder stops by for his final hit, discussing his best and most hot takes when it comes to the Christmas Holiday explaining why he will never be a fan, and some of his initial takes on the opening round of the College Football Playoff. Then, we deep dive into the Opening Round of the College Football Playoff, headlined by Alabama-Oklahoma, Miami-Texas A&M, and who he likes to make a run in the tournament as well! The hour wraps with an announcement for the future of the show and where you can be able to hear us going forward.

This week we're peering into the foggy crystal ball of pop culture with equal parts dread and delight.We ponder upon:what 2026 might look like when the dust settles on today's chaosMortal Kombat II vs Street Fighter (the eternal arcade rivalry reborn on the silver screen in 2026)the films we still need to catch before locking in our top 5 films of 2025and which 2025 release will be revered decades from now, standing tall as a future classicExpect spirited tangents, cheeky predictions, and a healthy dose of cinematic soul‑searching as we wrestle with both the near and distant future.Expect sharp takes, sideways glances, and plenty of spirited debate as Andy, Stu, and Ed rummage through the pop‑culture stocking of what's to come.Then, Absurd Autumn reaches its grand finale. Andy and Stu dive headfirst into Champagne and Bullets—a fever dream of vanity projects, baffling choices, and unintentional comedy gold. From there, they crown the most Absurd champion of all time, closing the season with a delirious flourish.Join us for future‑shock musings, cult cinema chaos, and the crowning of absurdity's ultimate victor.

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of act 3 of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” We will be releasing a new act every Tuesday until Christmas! Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” In Act 3, The Ghost of Christmas Present shows Tracy that her partner, Holly, isn’t the only one she has to save on this perilous Christmas Eve. Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 08:33 Act 2 08:33 – 10:21 Credits (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 2 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb Cast: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Emmily Scherb as Jemma Rickmanovich Jeffery Cronin as the Russian Voice Trish Healey as Betty Justin Dinger as Gern Blanston Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan With special podcaster guest stars… Alonso Duralde from LinoleumKnife, Maximum Film, Breakfast All Day, and Deck The Hallmark and author of Have Yourself a Movie Little Christmas – Revised and Updated Edition as the Ghost of Christmas Present. Noah, from the TANcast Podcast (NSFW), as Joe McKringleberry and Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George The choral renditions of We Wish You A Merry Christmas and The Star Spangled Banner were performed by the 1995 Lincoln High School Chamber Ensemble All other music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved. Tune in December 15th for the next regular episode of the Can’t Wait For Christmas Podcast and December 16th for A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future Act 4.

December 5, 2025 ~ Mary Magyari Spirit of Christmas Past, Tamara Della Anderson Spirit of Christmas Present and Sean Ryan Spirit of Christmas Future discuss "A Christmas Carol" running from now through December 24th at Meadow Brook Theatre. Hosted by Simplecast, an AdsWizz company. See https://pcm.adswizz.com for information about our collection and use of personal data for advertising.

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of act 2 of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” We will be releasing a new act every Tuesday until Christmas! Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” In Act 2, Tracy is sent to the past and learns the shocking truth about what really happened last Christmas. Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 10:53 Act 2 10:53 – 12:59 Credits (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 2 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb Cast: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Emmily Scherb as Alana/Jemma Rickmanovich Jeffery Cronin as the Russian Voice Justin Dinger as Gern Blanston Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) With special podcaster guest stars… Brian Earl from Christmas Past and author of Of Christmases Long, Long Ago: Surprising Traditions from Christmas Past as the Ghost of Christmas Past Mike Westfall, from the Advent Calendar House podcast, as Captain Willis (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) Mignon Fogarty, from the Grammar Girl Quick and Dirty Tips for Better Writing podcast, as Mayor Deleo (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) Noah, from the TANcast Podcast (NSFW), as Joe McKringleberry (Archival audio from “A Bomb For Christmas” 2020) And Alonso Duralde from LinoleumKnife, Maximum Film, Breakfast All Day, and Deck The Hallmark and author of Have Yourself a Movie Little Christmas – Revised and Updated Edition as the Ghost of Christmas Present. Sound Effects palazzo d’accursio xmas band 20121222_181319.mp3 by suonidibologna — https://freesound.org/s/172338/ — License: Attribution NonCommercial 4.0 Kickin’ around the ole’ pigskin.flac by CGEffex — https://freesound.org/s/94172/ — License: Attribution 4.0 JJJ2 96 countdown – cheer.wav by FreqMan — https://freesound.org/s/88002/ — License: Attribution 4.0 Explosion by Iwiploppenisse — https://freesound.org/s/156031/ — License: Attribution 4.0 All other music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved. Tune in December 9th for A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future Act 3.

On this episode, we bring you a special presentation of our made-for-podcast Christmas movie: “A Bomb For Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future.” We will be releasing a new act every Tuesday until Christmas! Brief Synopsis: Last year, detective Tracy Chabert helped her partner, Holly, foil a plot to blow up a small town Christmas festival. This Christmas, someone is out to get revenge on Holly and it’s up to Tracy to save her…and she’ll be getting a little help from the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Christmas Present, and Christmas Future. It’s the movie that answers the question no one asked, “What would happen if you combined Die Hard 2 an A Christmas Carol?” Download here! 00:00 – 00:20 Intro 00:20 – 11:57 Act 1 11:57 – 14:00 Credits “We Wish You A Merry Christmas” United States Marine Band “Jingle Bells” Performed by Kristen Nowicki (The embedded player for the episode is bellow the credits) A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past Present and Future Act 1 was written directed and produced by Tim Babb Cast: Kiki Cronin as Tracy Chabert Dynelle Babb as Holly McTiernan Brendan Scherb as Bobby McTiernan Jeffery Cronin as the Russian Voice Trish Healey as Betty Tim Dumont as the Plane Captain With special podcaster guest stars… Jacklyn Collier from Deck the Hallmark as Candice Mike Westfall, from the Advent Calendar House podcast, as Captain Willis Edward Frizzelle from That's Hindsight as George Gerry D from Totally Rad Christmas as Bert Sean Sotka from the Christmas Podcasts Podcast as Ernie And Brian Earl from Christmas Past and author of Of Christmases Long, Long Ago: Surprising Traditions from Christmas Past as the Ghost of Christmas Past Deck the Halls A was performed by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Used under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License All other music and sound effects were public domain found at Pixabay.com This made-for-podcast Christmas movie is a work of fiction. Any similarity to actual persons living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright 2025 by the Can’t Wait for Christmas Podcast. All rights reserved. Tune in December 2nd for A Bomb for Christmas 2: Past, Present, and Future Act 2.

What happens when Doug gets visited by three ghosts in the basement? A classic holiday story gets a Stacking Benjamins twist in this special episode. Inspired by A Christmas Carol, we explore lessons from the past, present, and future to help you make smarter money moves. From learning to avoid past financial missteps to balancing life's experiences with your financial goals, this episode blends memorable storytelling with practical advice. Along the way, Joe, OG, and Doug serve up clever banter, unexpected insights, and strategies you can put into action to ensure your finances stay merry and bright. What You'll Learn Today: How reflecting on financial mistakes can help shape smarter decisions. The importance of balancing money with life experiences in the present. Why intentionality and automation are the secret weapons for future financial success. Practical strategies to avoid the consequences of inaction. Episode Highlights: The team kicks off by debating the best versions of A Christmas Carol. Doug's journey begins with a visit from the Ghost of Christmas Past, offering lessons on overcoming financial missteps. The Ghost of Christmas Present emphasizes being mindful of your current financial habits and enjoying life without overindulgence. The Ghost of Christmas Future shows why planning and automating your finances now can save you from future regret. Practical advice on setting short- and long-term goals, creating financial intentionality, and balancing fun with financial responsibility. Why You Should Listen: If you've ever felt haunted by past money decisions, unsure about how to balance saving with spending, or overwhelmed by future financial planning, this episode is for you. It's a thoughtful, engaging, and surprisingly relatable take on holiday classics—with plenty of tips to ensure your financial wellness story has a happy ending. Gather around, grab some eggnog, and join us for a holiday tale that'll leave you inspired to tackle your finances with clarity and purpose. FULL SHOW NOTES: https://www.stackingbenjamins.com/doug-and-the-three-ghosts-1620 Deeper dives with curated links, topics, and discussions are in our newsletter, The 201, available at https://www.stackingbenjamins.com/201 Enjoy! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

What happens when Doug gets visited by three ghosts in the basement? A classic holiday story gets a Stacking Benjamins twist in this special episode. Inspired by A Christmas Carol, we explore lessons from the past, present, and future to help you make smarter money moves.From learning to avoid past financial missteps to balancing life's experiences with your financial goals, this episode blends memorable storytelling with practical advice. Along the way, Joe, OG, and Doug serve up clever banter, unexpected insights, and strategies you can put into action to ensure your finances stay merry and bright.What You'll Learn Today: How reflecting on financial mistakes can help shape smarter decisions. The importance of balancing money with life experiences in the present. Why intentionality and automation are the secret weapons for future financial success. Practical strategies to avoid the consequences of inaction. Episode Highlights: The team kicks off by debating the best versions of A Christmas Carol. Doug's journey begins with a visit from the Ghost of Christmas Past, offering lessons on overcoming financial missteps. The Ghost of Christmas Present emphasizes being mindful of your current financial habits and enjoying life without overindulgence. The Ghost of Christmas Future shows why planning and automating your finances now can save you from future regret. Practical advice on setting short- and long-term goals, creating financial intentionality, and balancing fun with financial responsibility. Why You Should Listen:If you've ever felt haunted by past money decisions, unsure about how to balance saving with spending, or overwhelmed by future financial planning, this episode is for you. It's a thoughtful, engaging, and surprisingly relatable take on holiday classics—with plenty of tips to ensure your financial wellness story has a happy ending.Gather around, grab some eggnog, and join us for a holiday tale that'll leave you inspired to tackle your finances with clarity and purpose.FULL SHOW NOTES: https://www.stackingbenjamins.com/doug-and-the-three-ghosts-1620Deeper dives with curated links, topics, and discussions are in our newsletter, The 201, available at https://www.stackingbenjamins.com/201Enjoy! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoicesSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

In this episode, the storyteller, Kathy Shimpock, will be reading Charles Dickens' masterpiece, A Christmas Carol.   The work is a novella, first published in London by Chapman & Hall in 1843.  Because of the story's length, it will be read over four episodes. This is chapter four and five (or what Dickens called Stave Four, The Last of the Spirits and Stave 5, The End of It).   In this story Scrooge will have a visit from "Christmas Future."  He will again visit the home of Bob Cratchit and discover the fate of Tiny Tim and of himself too. You'll find a link in the credits to the tale, so you can read along.  At the end of each reading, there will be questions for you to journal and reflect on.  My comments on A Christmas Carol can be found on my blog entitled, "Why We Remember A Christmas Carol." Although Dickens wrote A Christmas Carol long ago, this story is relevant for today.Story:  A Christmas Carol: A Ghost Story of Christmas by Charles Dickens (1843). A Christmas Carol Study Questions, East Tennessee State University. Illustration: Arthur Rackham, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.Music:  The Snow Queen Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com).  Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License.  http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/. Sound effects from my finch "Tweedles."Copyright 2024 Kathy Shimpock.      Support the showFor more crone tales, visit the "Wise Crone Cottage in the Woods" (http://www.wisecronecottage.com).

Pastor Garry Clark continues his intriguing Christmas sermon series called, "My Christmas Carol." Last week we opened up the box and took a look at what presents the Lord gave him! In this message we'll go even further in Charles Dickens fashion by looking at what's to come.

A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens – Christmas Present to the Future We pick up for this year's continuation of A Christmas Carol as Scrooge's time with the Ghost of Christmas Present starts to come to a close, and things take a dark turn. The Ghost of Christmas Future is here, and its somewhat macabre as we learn about a mysterious deceased person, the reactions to their passing and see their effects being sold off. But who is the subject? I'm sure we know, but you will be asleep before learning. Story (03:24)  Find A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/19337 Supporting Sleepy Time Tales If you would like to support my work and help keep the podcast available and for free, there are several ways you can support the show. ·        You can support the show as a supporter on Patreon and receive a host of bonuses including Patron only episodes and special edits https://www.patreon.com/sleepytimetales ·        If you're enjoying Sleepy Time Tales and would like to make a financial contribution, but would rather not commit to a monthly payment then you can throw a tip in the jar at paypal.me/sleepytimetales  Patreon Sleep Tight Patrons Jess Chris & Moya Chuck Mysti Roberta Charity Traci Emily Moya Brian Sandra Carla Joseph AY Greg Please Share If you're enjoying the show, and finding it helps you sleep despite the stresses and strains of your life, the absolute best thing you can do is share it with your friends, families, acquaintances, cellmates etc. Anyone who needs a good night's sleep might benefit. So please share it with the people in your life, whether in person or on social media.     Find The Show Website: sleepytimetales.net Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/sleepytimetales Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sleepytimetalespodcast/ YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/c/SleepyTimeTales Merch: https://www.teepublic.com/?ref_id=25247 Project Gutenberg Terms of Use https://www.gutenberg.org/wiki/Gutenberg:Terms_of_Use  

Christmas Past, Present, and Future, Week 3Pastor Nathan Zickert · Luke 2:1-7A video recording of this sermon is available here.For more information about Grace Community Church of Riverside, visit us online at https://www.gccriverside.com.

So far, by looking at the lead up to the First Christmas, or Christmas PAST we saw that God always keeps his promises! Last week, we looked at the first Christmas Present and stripped off the veneer and white washing to learn that when God shows up, we should expect the unexpected! This week we move on to the First Christmas Future. If you would like to know more about MetaChurch and the movement of Jesus, we invite you to visit us at www.metachurch.tv.Support the show

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The Ghost of Christmas Future reveals the appalling events that will happen if Scrooge doesn't become a kinder man. Tiny Tim will die, and so will Scrooge, though no one will mourn him. Scrooge begs the Ghost for a chance to put things right.

You ever see a movie and think, “Damn, that dude needs therapy”? Well, that's Frank Cross, played by the one and only Bill Murray in Scrooged. He's a trash TV exec who hates Christmas so much it's like his side hustle. But don't worry—three ghosts are about to pop up and snatch his edges while teaching him how to be a decent human. It's chaotic, hilarious, and exactly what you'd expect from an 80s holiday comedy starring Murray. This week, we're unpacking all the holiday dysfunction, with jokes flying faster than Santa on Christmas Eve. Scrooged is a wild ride full of laughs, life lessons, and just the right amount of ghostly shade. So grab a drink (spiked, of course), kick back, and tune in. Because at the TruVue Podcast, it's not about the review—it's the conversation with the crew. We bring the barbershop talk to the box office, and we keep it real on the reels. This is NSFW holiday cheer at its finest, folks. Welcome to a Murray Christmas! Contact Us YouTube: TruVue Podcast Instagram: @truvuepodcast Facebook: TruVue Podcast X (Twitter): @truvue_ Email: TruVueSocial@gmail.com Website: TruVue Podcast LinkedIn: TruVue Podcast Fanbase: TruVue Podcast #murraychristmas #billmurray #scrooged1988 #truvuepodcast #christmasmovies #holidaycheer #moviepodcast #blackpodcasts #barbershoptalk #podcastersofinstagram  

On this episode of The Hillsdale College Online Courses Podcast, Jeremiah and Juan discuss the biblical themes in A Christmas Carol before introducing Dr. Dwight Lindley. By taking this course, you'll learn profound lessons from the Ghosts of Christmas, explore the true meaning of Christmas through Scrooge's surprising encounters, and discover how to open yourself to life's many joys and blessings. The lonely, pathetic deathbed on which Scrooge finds himself is a stark contrast with the mourning Cratchit family, who still find joy and comfort in one another after the death of Tiny Tim. After seeing these bitter Christmases to come, Scrooge begs for a chance to make amends.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this episode of The Hillsdale College Online Courses Podcast, Jeremiah and Juan discuss the biblical themes in A Christmas Carol before introducing Dr. Dwight Lindley. By taking this course, you'll learn profound lessons from the Ghosts of Christmas, explore the true meaning of Christmas through Scrooge's surprising encounters, and discover how to open yourself to life's many joys and blessings. The lonely, pathetic deathbed on which Scrooge finds himself is a stark contrast with the mourning Cratchit family, who still find joy and comfort in one another after the death of Tiny Tim. After seeing these bitter Christmases to come, Scrooge begs for a chance to make amends.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Send us a textDo you remember the Christmas movie Mixed Nuts from 1994? We remember almost nothing about this movie, and with a stacked cast like this—Steve Martin, Madeline Kahn, Anthony LaPaglia, Juliette Lewis, Liev Schreiber, Rita Wilson, and Adam Sandler, to name just a few—we are worried about why we haven't seen it since the 90s. We hope it was ahead of its time and is a lost Holiday Gem but we wouldn't bet our Christmas Stocking on it. So join us as we go back to the 90s for a Christmas Surprise or the Ghost of Christmas Future. You know, the one where life sucks, everybody is miserable and the main character dies. Much like our Christmas Spirit if this movie sucks.Do You Remember Liking This Movie?

What's up, dudes? It's spooky season! So that means I've got Anthony Caruso from ‘Tis the Podcast with me to talk the Mistress of the Dark! That's right! This episode is all about Elvira! From MTV specials to comics to her own feature film, we get into all of it!In "Elvira: Mistress of the Dark," the goth beauty inherits a decrepit New England mansion and a old recipe book. Spoilers: It's actually a spell book, and she's descended from a line of witches. There's an uptight Puritanical town, an evil warlock uncle, and a group of hormonal teens! When they attempt to burn her at the stake, she conjures a storm to put it out, then tackles her maniacal uncle! Eventually, with her newly inherited money, she finances her own Vegas show!In Elvira's Haunted Holidays, the titular heroine plays the Scrooge character and is visited by three ghosts. First, she's visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past who shows her making bat garland and burning down her schoolhouse. The next ghost shows her New York City's Christmas spirit which she promptly lambasted for its greed. Finally, the Ghost of Christmas Future shows her a desolate wasteland, which changes her attitude about the holiday. Cue the horror hostess sic'ing a bat on some creeps. Ancient family spell book? Check. Witty quips and zingers? Uh huh. Dangerous food monster? Only if it's really gross! So grab your magic ring, hop in your convertible, and take a ride to this episode!‘Tis the PodcastFB: @tisthepodcastTwitter: @tisthepodIG: @tisthepodcast Give us a buzz! Send a text, dudes!Check us out on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Totally Rad Christmas Mall & Arcade, Teepublic.com, or TotallyRadChristmas.com! Later, dudes!

It's Christmas in July and we're off for Theb's very important birthday! So, enjoy a retelling of A Christmas Carol, but the version that ACTUALLY happened.Welcome to your obligatory 2023 version of A Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens! The Christmas Spirit Union has gone on strike! So, it is up to Theb A Stard and Tim The Producer to save Christmas for everyone…AGAIN! This time, our great American hero and his producer will keep the holiday alive becoming the Christmas spirits for Ebenezer Scrooge! Time StampsA Call From The Christmas Magic Authority - 0:00 - 6:45Intro - 6:45 - 7:54Welcome to 1843 London! - 7:54 - 14:16Real American Commercial - 14:16 - 16:44Jacob Marley - 16:44 - 23:17Real American Commercial - 23:17 - 23:59Waiting for the first spirit - 23:59 - 25:32Real American Commercial - 25:32 - 26:25The Spirit of Christmas Past - 26:25 - 32:15Real American Commercial - 32:15 - 34:19The Spirit of Christmas Present - 34:19 - 43:40Real American Commercial - 43:40 - 45:02The Spirit of Christmas Future - 45:02 - 51:05A Message From The Real American Company - 51:05 - 53:26The Christmas Magic Authority - 53:26 - 01:01:10Credits - 01:01:10 - 01:03:56SUBSCRIBE HEREATP Presents - YOUTUBE CHANNELATP Presents - APPLE PODCASTS CHANNEL America! The Podcast - SPOTIFYOther ATP Presents ShowsRoad Trip! A Journey Across America - APPLE, SPOTIFY, YOUTUBE America! The Conversation - APPLE, SPOTIFY, YOUTUBE I Do Not Trust This Person - APPLE, SPOTIFY, YOUTUBE...

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Zach Harper, Jay King and Josh Huestis preview the Christmas Day games, David Aldridge and Marcus Thompson look at NBA Christmas past, Nerder She wrote crew, Dave DuFour, Seth Partnow and Mo Dakhil, bring you Christmas Future, the tampering fellas, Sam Amick, Fred Katz and Anthony Slater hand out gifts to teams in the form of some juicy trades, And finally Slam and Jam Christmas with Andrew Schlecht, Alex Speers and JE Skeets as we do some Christmas Trivia. Hope you enjoy the show and the holiday season with good friends and family and some basketball Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Zach Harper, Jay King and Josh Huestis preview the Christmas Day games, David Aldridge and Marcus Thompson look at NBA Christmas past, Nerder She wrote crew, Dave DuFour, Seth Partnow and Mo Dakhil, bring you Christmas Future, the tampering fellas, Sam Amick, Fred Katz and Anthony Slater hand out gifts to teams in the form of some juicy trades, And finally Slam and Jam Christmas with Andrew Schlecht, Alex Speers and JE Skeets as we do some Christmas Trivia.  Hope you enjoy the show and the holiday season with good friends and family and some basketball Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Highlighted by names like Dom Hamel, Mike Vasil, Christian Scott, Paul Gervase and many more, as Vito and Jon are here with an extra gift under your tree, giving you the 12 pitchers that can have an impact on the Mets next season. Happy Holidays from the Future of Flushing. We'll see you in the future and enjoy the stock(ing stuffer) music! To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

The Ghost of Christmas Future reveals the appalling events that will happen if Scrooge doesn't become a kinder man. Tiny Tim will die, and so will Scrooge, though no one will mourn him. Scrooge begs the Ghost for a chance to put things right. 

Two comic story tellers, Dino Archie and James Judd, bring you love, bromance and a summer camp exorcism with sock puppets. This episode contains explicit language. STORIES The Legend of Sweet Foot Comedian Dino Archie got into a bar fight that blossomed into a bromance. The bond with his soulmate ripens over crab trapping, bankruptcy, and the Ghost of Christmas Future. Camp Exorcist Comedian James Judd dreams of being kidnapped, falling in love with a human hair blanket, and a church camp exorcism…you know, the kind with googly-eyed sock puppets. Original Music by Bells Atlas  Artwork by Teo Ducot Snap Classic - Season 14 - Episode 32

Kyrie Irving's connection the number eleven has been called to the Illuminati's attention for further inspection, and whether his affinity for the number outweighs that of Klay Thompson. Donovan Mitchell's explosive seventy one point evening is indicative of a burgeoning scoring trend in the association, thanks to influences far beyond Mitchell himself. The Ghost of Christmas Future brought James Harden some interesting "news", while LeBron James has altered his DNA in the fight against Father Time. Subscribe to Basketball Illuminati! On Apple or Spotify Merch: Shirts - Hat 1 - Hat 2 Email us: basketballilluminati@gmail.com Twitter: @bballilluminati Instagram: @basketballilluminati Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices