I should be doing something useful instead, but my head hurts, and it's Sunday, and … whatever.
 
So, anyway, I was (am) sitting in my armchair, having had waaaay too much tea already, when suddenly I was thinking that it's "St. Martin's Day" tomorrow.
 
(I only tend to remember this, because the date is 11:11.)
 
In case you don't know, St. Martin's Day is some catholic

There-once-was-a-Roman-soldier-who-cut -his-red-cloak-in-half-and-shared-it-with-a-filthy- beggar

nonsense, and now, once a year, kindergarten-kids are walking through the town after sunset with DIY lanterns, singing dull songs about "the sun, moon and stars" … and, if the local voluntary-fire-fighters are having it, eventually gather around a small bonfire … and then go home again.

Well, something like that.

When I was little, the protestant kindergarten I was in always got "invited" by the catholic one to join them in their silly parade. So we made our DIY lanterns out of those round cardboard-cheese-boxes and white baking paper, and then either drew on them with crayons or glued colourful, semi-transparent kite-paper on it.
 
Of course, it all looked like shit, because, at that age, everything you do does. But that didn't matter, because the exciting part (for lack of a better word) was the fire, as  - obviously -  our lanterns had real candles inside, and this sort of thing is always … well, "exciting" … to little kids, after dark.
 
You can buy complete DIY-latern-kits online now. These days, however, NO-ONE is using actual candles anymore. All the lanterns have battery-powered LEDs. It's completely retarded.
 
Anyway, as I was sitting here in my armchair with a splitting headache, and this whole St. Martin's Day bullshit popped-up in my head, it OF COURSE was accompanied by an inner replay of the songs that we had to sing back in the day … and I was thinking:
 

WAIT, those lyrics don't make sense anymore!

 
See, one of the verses basically translated to

burn bright my light, but please don't set my pretty lantern on fire

, which would be total nonsense, considering that all the kids are given safe (and boring) LEDs now.
 
So, out of a hunch, I googled the song, and  - indeed -  they have changed the lyrics to

shine bright my light, so that everyone can see my lantern

. Honestly, FUCK OFF.
 
The truly annoying thing, however,  - and the point of thispointless as usual blog entry -  is that a part of me actually

wants

to make one of those DIY-lanterns now … out of black cardboard and colourful kite- paper (like a queer Roger-Corman-Poe-adaptation-fantasy) with three black candles inside … and then go out and parade around by myself.
 
 

URRRRRGH.

Thank goodness, I'm much too lazy, though.