Still not the worst… overall

I take it back… the Redskins are the worst team in the NFC East, going into overtime to prove such yesterday afternoon.

On the plus side (get it?), they lost only six points in the plus/minus saga unfolding between them and the lowly Bengals of Cincinnati. Said Bengals, who also lost yesterday in overtime (by a mere three points), are now negative 151 on the season, where my hometown ‘Skins…

are only -138!

Christmas ruined?

A close 51 on my list of 50 things to do before Christmas (see Dec. 2) would be “those green and brown cookies from the huge Costco trays of deliciousness.” I’ve never actually bought one of those trays… just been lucky enough to be at a few parties where the hosts knew something about Christmas cookies.

If you’ve ever had one, you’ve had this experience.

Hmm, these look pretty average. I’ll try one to verify that assessment. Okay… chewy… nice… oh… oh… oh my God… I’ve got to sit down… there’s fudgy chocoloatey deliciousness in the middle.

Yeah, and that never gets old.

Fast-forward to 2019.

Costco’s giant holiday tray of cookies? They’ve swapped out two of the delicious ones… including the green and brown ones! Agh! Christmas is ruined!

Ruined!

Well, no. But still.

Seriously, Costco. I can’t even.

This was the true harbinger of the end of times

Remember Wheat Thins?

You remember Wheat Thins. The early ’90s “healthy” snack back before healthy snacking was a thing.

They’re still around, and I picked up a package the other day for the first time in probably 25 years. They tasted great.

You know why?

The third ingredient is sugar!

No wonder they’re good, and no wonder the whole “health food” business is just a lot of lip service.

This may portend the end of times.

Well, you heard it here first.

There we go again

Nothing like the Christmas season to let one relive his childhood. And as added bonuses this year we’ve got intrigue in Eastern Europe,  Full House (a version of it) on the air, and the Celtics and Lakers as two of the best teams in the league.

Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going back to listening to my Billy Joel cassettes.

Tonight’s holiday viewing…

This is now becoming a holiday tradition…

New season of Fuller House!

The “first half” of Season Five (still trying to wrap my brain around that one) drops today on Netflix and I couldn’t be more excited. Tell Charlie Brown and Rudolph to wait because tonight it’s all DJ, Stephanie, and Kimmy Gibler. And all those other people that make the house fuller.

This. Is. The holidays. Done. Right.

Top 5 Top 1s

This list is not my top five favorite songs.

These are five songs I’ve considered my number one.

My whole life (so far) I’ve really only had five favorite songs. Five songs I’ve considered my favorite, for one length of time or another.

The earliest such song I can remember was one from church. (Yeah, that’s going back a bit.) Until about 1987 my favorite song was the Christian standard “Sing to the Mountains.” You’ve heard it. The chorus goes… “Sing to the mountains, sing to the sea.” Except my toddler brain heard it as “Sing to the mountains, sing to the trees.” And this is how I still sing it 35 years later. Loved seeing that one on the set list at church. That was worth sticking around to the end for.

Sometime in about 1987 or so I heard a song on the radio called “Uptown Girl.” (It had actually come out in ’83.) I had no idea who Billy Joel was, let alone what an uptown girl was, but I heard it and I was hooked. This remained my favorite song until about 1992, when I heard another not-so-new song called “Up, Up, and Away.” You know this one too… 5th Dimension. It was about 25 years old at the time but stuck with me after my 5th grade chorus group had done a (probably awful) version of it. Remained in the top spot for a few years until it was replaced by the “Theme from New York, New York.” (This was probably about 1996.) Sinatra, Yankees baseball… this one had it all, and spent nearly a decade at the top of my list (head of the heap, A-number one, king of the hill, etc.).

In the summer of 2004 I adopted my current favorite song. It’s “Please, Mr. Postman,” and I’ve called it my favorite song for the past decade and a half. The debut single of The Marveletts (and the first “Motown” song to go to #1 on the Billboard pop chart, it was later recorded by The Beatles. I had that Beatles recording stuck in my head for a few months in the summer of ’04 and to be honest it’s just never gone away.

And my head has never sounded better.