Ladies and gentlemen of Chicago, I am sensing something. I am sensing a need for an renewal in the Christmas spirit. I am sensing a general melancholy and discontentment, and that just will not do for this time of year. This is Christmas.
We should start acting like it.
Therefore, I have decided to take matters into my own hands:
Tomorrow. Noon. Grant Park. Come and see me (Shawn Spencer) in my one-man production of "Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown." Come in appropriate Christmas attire, and I will give you the most awesome Christmas present you have ever gotten.
Let's get some Christmas Spirit up in this city.
[Shawn ... is dead serious about this. If anyone would like to step in and fill any of the parts PLEASE feel free to do so. Also, if this has to get postponed because of rift shenanigans, that's fine. He'll just postpone it until Chicago's ready for it.]
We should start acting like it.
Therefore, I have decided to take matters into my own hands:
Tomorrow. Noon. Grant Park. Come and see me (Shawn Spencer) in my one-man production of "Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown." Come in appropriate Christmas attire, and I will give you the most awesome Christmas present you have ever gotten.
Let's get some Christmas Spirit up in this city.
[Shawn ... is dead serious about this. If anyone would like to step in and fill any of the parts PLEASE feel free to do so. Also, if this has to get postponed because of rift shenanigans, that's fine. He'll just postpone it until Chicago's ready for it.]
Dear Journal,
Today I spent the day wandering around Chicago. Surprisingly it's not all that different from my Chicago, but there are some minor differences. Like the whole angels-demons-falling-through-a-rift-in-time-and-space thing. But other than that, just like home.
I'm still not sure how this managed to happen. Usually on TV a rift in time and space is usually shown as a giant gaping whole or a swirling vortex or something. Instead it was just one minute you're here, the next you're not. It's almost vaguely disappointing.
I also miss Gus. Gus, if you can read this -- go towards the swirling Vortex of Doom, dude! Go towards the light! Other than that, things have been rather uneventful. Let's hope things start looking up tomorrow.
Love,
Shawn
Today I spent the day wandering around Chicago. Surprisingly it's not all that different from my Chicago, but there are some minor differences. Like the whole angels-demons-falling-through-a-rift-in-time-and-space thing. But other than that, just like home.
I'm still not sure how this managed to happen. Usually on TV a rift in time and space is usually shown as a giant gaping whole or a swirling vortex or something. Instead it was just one minute you're here, the next you're not. It's almost vaguely disappointing.
I also miss Gus. Gus, if you can read this -- go towards the swirling Vortex of Doom, dude! Go towards the light! Other than that, things have been rather uneventful. Let's hope things start looking up tomorrow.
Love,
Shawn