Let them be young

Holiday festivities this season have centered around striking a balance between what I can and cannot allow my nine-year-old son to experience. For example, 8-Bit Christmas? Yeah, he can handle that. South Park Christmas? Not so much.

It’s not that I don’t think he’ll get it. I worry he’ll get it a little too well.

Bloom’s off the rose with Santa Claus; there are only so many things left to keep sacred.

My new sparring partner

In my front yard these days I have an eight-foot-tall inflatable Santa Claus. Every morning I wrestle with it for 20 minutes or so getting it upright and balanced properly. If you’ve ever seen an episode of Family Guy where Peter is fighting the chicken it’s kind of like that.

Needless to say my Santa Claus is not very jolly. And for an old fat guy he fights pretty good.

‘Tis the season!

I’ve noted before that the days between Thanksgiving Day and the first of December are among the silliest of the calendar year. When Thanksgiving is over you just want it to be December.

This year I’m trying to make the most of that time, having gone full Clark Griswold on holiday decorations from about seven a.m. last Friday morning.

If you want to see my progress…

mine’s the one with the eight-foot-tall inflatable Santa Claus in the yard.

They got it right?

I’ve been a teacher for the past 16 years. During this time I’ve seen dozens of movies and TV shows that involve an unspoken premise, that somehow it’s easy to enter the teaching profession. Like any other job, you show up, interview, get hired, and start. Or often, after many failed attempts at “real” jobs, you decide to settle for being a teacher. So you just start. Somehow.

A little like knocking on the door of Yankee Stadium and asking for a tryout.

This week’s episode of Frasier shows Dr. Crane in full Dr. Crane mode, attempting to parlay his charm and celebrity into full-professor status. (Just being Doctor Frasier Crane isn’t good enough; Professor Crane is the title he seeks.) Without giving too much away, let’s just say that in the episode, it’s tougher than it looks. There’s a process and a review board and Frasier is reminded that these promotions take years, regardless of celebrity status.

Yeah, it was weird how on the first episode of the reboot the gentlemen of Harvard just let him waltz in and be a teacher, but this time they got it right.

‘Bout time.

Another Fielder gem

Some artists are prolific, dealing in quantity as much as quality. Others, the J.D. Salingers among us, parcel out their genius more deliberately. For some it’s not their fault. Who knows how many more movies James Dean would have made had his life and career not ended at 24? Well, he made three movies and they’re all gems.

It is on that subject that I invoke the name of Nathan Fielder. I’ve mentioned Fielder before, he of Comedy Central’s Nathan for You and HBO’s The Rehearsal.

And that’s it.

(Yeah, yeah, some minor credits, just like James Dean’s uncredited parts pre-stardom, but who’s counting those?)

Enter “The Curse,” Fielder’s latest and his latest home run. One episode in I was hooked. Unlike Fielder’s other projects he is not playing himself, but like his other projects it’s best to go in fresh. And let’s just say there’s a lot going on. Knowing that my wife and son would never watch the thing I tried this week to explain to them the first episode. Twenty minutes later I was still talking and hadn’t even scratched the surface.

Do yourself a favor and watch “The Curse,” somehow presented by Showtime or Paramount+ or Amazon prime or some combination of all of those things. It’s what everyone else is talking about, so why not?

And who knows when you’re going to get another Fielder project.

The holidays are here

Never mind the barren trees, never mind the early nights, never mind the colder temps. The true sign of autumn turning to winter is Wendy’s swapping out the pumpkin spice frosty for peppermint.

Yup, it’s on.

For this and other signs of the holidays, check out today’s episode of Math and Musings. I’ve got a special guest who knows a thing or two about food, lists, and celebrations.