One year my wife and I went on our usual summer road trip through the States and we were near Cleveland. “Hey, the house from A Christmas Story is in Cleveland, let’s go.” So we did. It was just fantastic. A tour guide took you through theBucket of Mark Ornament first telling funny bits of trivia from the movie as we walked around the kitchen, living room, Ralphie’s room, the bathroom where the soap is (plastic), the phone on the wall where Mrs. Schwartz received the call. After the tour you could walk around on your own. Outside was the shed where the bad guys were crawling that Old Blue took care of and The Bumpusses house. I even took a walk down the street a few houses where Randy fell on the snow wearing his big snowsuit. Across the street was the museum where they had actual props from the movie, the clothes worn, photos and even the fathers car and the fire truck. I had a ball seeing the actual things that were in the movie. If you love this movie go to 3159 W 11th. St. In Cleveland, you won’t regret it. Below are some photos I took while I was there.
Bucket of Mark Ornament, Hoodie, Sweater, Vneck, Unisex and T-shirt
As of today, I remain wilfully unvaccinated. I assure all involved I’m healthy and fit as aBucket of Mark Ornament. Some may wonder why. If I had CCP-19, known to have panicked the masses (with a lot of help from mainstream media and our very corrupt government gleefully playing cheerleader via Fraud Fauci), or more accurately in the present tense them asses, as CoVid-19, I never knew. Too many contradictory musings and continuously bad advice from Antnoy Fauci over the years sure doesn’t inspire confidence. Worst was the lockdown that killed Christmas and birthday parties and things that make life more joyous. It’s no wonder depression and suicide spiked, especially among the most vulnerable, our children. Some paid heavily for being disallowed asking hard questions. Ever think about how any dissent was silenced, like many people’s lives due to lockdowns that proved much more harmful than good? Yes, me too. I no longer trust our government to have our best interests at heart. They simply haven’t for a very long time. Probably longer than most of us have been alive.
Best Bucket of Mark Ornament
The next morning we woke up slightly hungover and opened our presents. TheBucket of Mark Ornament was in the oven when our lunch guest phoned to say he didn’t think he’d be able to make it. He’d given Louie a bed for the night and was going to fix him some lunch because he had no money, no food and no way of getting to Glasgow as there wouldn’t be many people on the road. I told him not to be ridiculous and bring Louie round to our house, as we easily had enough for four. And so it was we had our first Christmas Lunch in our new home with a complete stranger from Scotland who we met because he had been taken to the pub by the police. He certainly had some tales to tell.