[Editor’s Note: This is an email I got from a friend of mine yesterday. It cracked me up and I asked him if he’d mind me posting it. He didn’t. I’ll be joining him for SANTACON, let me know if you’re interested in attending.]
I was standing in central park a few weeks before xmas my sophmore year with my parents who had come out to see nyc all decked out for the holidays. We were minding our own business when over the hill came dozens then hundreds of santas. Tall santas short santas good santas, bad santas, elves biker santas, hannakah harrys, s&m santas the one thing they had in common (besides a vague approximation of the same outfit) was that they were all drunk. Needless to saw my parents and I were dumbfounded. Even more shocking was that 5 hours and 80 blocks later the same parade of now even drunker santas walked by my dorm south of chinatown.
It wasnt until a year later that I learned the cause of this yuletide miracle. SANTACON. www.santacon.com
I have wanted to be a part of this for the last several years but I was either out of town or unable to convince anyone to join me in the best way to celebrate the season that doesnt involve watching the “He-Man and She-Ra Christmas special”. But we all have another chance at redclad daytime drinking this Saturday when Santacon 2005 occurs. I know this is only a few days away and I know most of you people suck but go to the website, look at pictures from Santacons past and start throwing together a halfassed Santa outfit cause this is worth doing.
Let me know if you want to go and if you dont I hope a drunken Santa pisses in your stocking this Christmas.
– Reverend Dave Kienzler, U.L.C.