

Local Mission boutique BellJar, purveyor of "gorgeous little things," is the perfect place to shop for one-of-a-kind, last-minute holiday gifts. The shop, which opened last spring, is decked out with awe-inspiring vintage furniture and curios and features a lovely assortment of unique collectibles, housewares, and clothing. You might just find SFist there this weekend!
Demonstrating BellJar owner Sasha Wingate's slightly dark sensibility, BellJar is awarding this beautiful "Dia De Los Muertos" candle from DL & Co's Modern Alchemy line to one lucky SFist commenter who crafts the best haiku using the words "dead" and "Christmas." The winner will be notified by 11 a.m. tomorrow.
Update: There were so many great haikus, it was hard to pick (except the 5-7-5 rule helped us eliminate a couple). But we thought didionesque's was a stand-out:
Hark! What is this dread?
Christmas fuels the living dead.
Green sleeves bleedeth red...
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dead of winter brr
christmas warm from mission love
rest of winter cold
George Bailey was dead.
Clarence showed George he mattered.
Merry Christmas, kids!
the trees aren't dead,
ornaments: a second life -
they wait for Christmas.
Christmas lights blink
Tinsel sparkles
Hopes for Santa not yet dead
This candle burns bright
Bright on a cold Christmas night
Dead Cold winter night
the christmas tree is dead
and so is jesus
but santa lives for sure
the dead want presents
purple christmas scares the ghosts
where is the silkscreen?
Christmas pictures show
My dead grandparents laughing
Frozen in the snow
What goes into a
Fifty five dollar candle?
Real, dead, Christmas elves.
Christmas is alive
Lovers by the fireplace
Don't play Dead Can Dance.
The fir tree was dead
like a Wal-Mart greeter in
a Christmas stampede
The warren of hope
Opened wide on Christmas Day
Gives life to the dead.
Hark! What is this dread?
Christmas fuels the living dead.
Green sleeves bleedeth red...
I'm not dead this year
Alive at Christmas for gifts
Who knows what next year
The Grateful Dead make
good christmas music at the
Boom-Boom Room tonight
dead of night, dark, cold
sleigh bells jingle from the roof
hope of Christmas day
crackling fire, cold hands
next christmas you could be dead
warm yourself, give thanks
Nietzche: God is dead.
Ebeneezer: Christmas, too.
At least there are gifts!
dead dark cold and wet
the blood on the snowy ground
sparkles like Christmas
Dealer's winter coat.
Dead elves, dead elves, powdered fine!
San Fran's Christmas snow.
Dead not the Haiku
Christmas light lives long and true
Count five seven five
Santa is not dead.
On Christmas Eve he will bring,
Gorgeous little things.
Santa Claus is dead,
But he still comes on Christmas.
He eats bad kids' brains.
hark! what is that noise
christmas night! must be santa
he'll see you! play dead
killing my landlord
makes life hell, wants more money
killing my landlord
killing my landlord
slip in his window, break his neck
killing my landlord
killing my landlord
then his house I start to wreck
killing my landlord
killing my landlord
dead on christmas, cold and blue
killing my landlord
eight reindeer lay dead
the christmas tree on fire
damn ninja santa
cold christmas morning
silent blanket fallen snow
wildlife frozen dead
day of the dead past
we are now upon christmas
i want good smells stat
Who won the contest
Of the Christmas dead and dread
Eleven A M
I've updated the post with the winner, williefillmore. Yours was great too, and we're a little disturbed by giantfurdiapers'. If any landlords turn up dead, SFist has the scoop!
yes, you are disturbed 'cause you apparently aren't familiar with classic SNL and understand the reference.
Anyways, congrats didionesque!
Yeah, the Eddie Murphy reference was pointed out to me last night. The combo of your profile name/photo with the "threat" was disturbing, in a funny way.
yes, you are disturbed 'cause you apparently aren't familiar with classic SNL and understand the reference.
Or she's just not as old as us, ya plagiarist! B^)
C-I-L-L...
Well done, didionesque!
I was born in the tale end of '73, making me old enough to remember Buckwheat, Rosanna Dana Dana, and those "wild and crazy guys..." The C-I-L-L skit has come back to me after all the prompting.
10-4, Leanne. Please know I meant no slight or intimation that you were a callow youth. I'm just feeling particularly ancient of late.
(I fall into that weird category of being too young to be a Baby-Boomer and too old to be a Gen-Xer. Is there a name for that? Ah, yes... "middle-aged loser")
As for SNL: I miss the Killer Bees and those hella ugly Muppets that would turn up now and again...
BeejW, no sweat. I'm not sure how old you are, but 33% of SFist's readers are in the 35-44 age group, including me.
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