I, Pam, hereby resolve to get better aboutpassing the buckall the time. Yep, yep, I like it! Make your own resolution with the Random Resolution Generator.
Oh, okay. I don't usually make resolutions, but I will make a serious one right now: I resolve to finish my thesis in 2009.
We took a deep breath, we tensed our legs. We closed our eyes, ran forward, gave a primal yell and leaped into space. And before we knew it, the Christmas season was behind us.
How'd y'all do? Did you make it to the other side?
As my family can attest, when it comes to Christmas, I go through the five stages of grief between the day after Thanksgiving until approximately December 23. On that day, I finally lower my clenched fists from in front of my eyes and take a good look around. I revel in the cheesy yet touching traditions of the Christmas season, I sing along with the radio, I kiss people I barely know, and I appreciate all that humans do in celebration of our shared love of family and community. I finally welcome Christmas.
Tonight and tomorrow my family will be on the road and exchanging gifts up and down the Central Valley. I'm going to do my level best to stay off the computer on Thursday and Friday. Maybe just Thursday. Thursday morning. Thursday early morning. Well, you know what I mean. Quality time spent exclusively in the Analog World is in order.
So I'd like to take the opportunity today to wish everybody a very Merry Christmas. You're all terrific, and I enjoy your company so much!
Here are a few things from me to you, to make the season brighter.
NORAD tracks Santa - as of this writing, Santa is over North Korea. According to @Santaispissed, "Number one requested gift here is a damn New Kids on the Block CD."
Hell's bells, even my blog is getting in on the big 2008 bacon love-in. I deeply suspect Farmer John's and Oscar Meyer concocted the whole internet meme (especially this one) to get us to buy more bacon and help them weather the recession, but whatever! Bacon! Whatever!
What a rotten night. Lost Donder, Bonehead, and Meatball over
Germany (stupid anti-aircraft fire), had to jettison most of the toys
just to stay aloft, and when I got back home, I blew my landing and
took out a wing of the workshop. Boy, nothing clings to your hair and
clothes like the smell of burning elves.
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December 20, 1947
There sure are a lot of kids asking for their two front teeth these days.
I've got it. A nice harmless flash game. All you have to do is feed Mr. Sproutifarts his Brussel sprouts while keeping his, er, wind, well below the danger level. There now. Wasn't it worth stopping by?
We lurves the Facebook parodies. Here's Genesis on Facebook, and here's Pride and Prejudice. [thx Nancy]
Is your Congressperson wasting his or her staff's time on social media, corresponding with a lot of 15 year olds about the latest Weezer album or what have you, instead of working hard and earning your tax dollars? Find out with TweetCongress. Type in your zip code to see if your representative in Washington has a Twitter account. Then, come election time, you'll know exactly what you have to do.
Speaking of government reps on Twitter, this got posted yesterday at 4 pm by Arnold's staff. "BREAKING: Live press conference regarding state budget at 4:20pm athttp://gov.ca.gov." Really? 420? Holy shit. We knew it had to be bad news if Arnold's staff felt they had to warn us to get stoned first. (And it was.)
Everyone's getting into the holiday spirit. Even The Guild. Here they are, performing 'The Night Before Christmas', where the rare Christmas Worldspawn, Santa and his Eight Tiny Reindeer, are evil characters that must be destroyed within the Guild's multi-player WoW-type game. Is the Guild up to the challenge? (Might also watch Season One's Christmas special.)
As Andrew Sullivan says, "The season of good will is at our throats again." And nothing says schlocky like this timeless classic: "Christmas in Heaven" from Monty Python.
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