Still good after a thousand years or so

One of my least favorite things in the world is admitting I was wrong.

You know where this is going.

About a year and a half ago Disney released a new, live-action version of Aladdin, starring Will Smith (of all people) as the Genie and for the past year and a half I’ve flat-out refused to see it. Why? Simple. The cartoon version of Aladdin (1992–also Disney) is so awesome I figured nothing could ever compare.

Well, the cartoon version is still my favorite, but I must admit the 21st offering is pretty dang good as well. The music, the sets, the costumes… I even liked Will Smith. Gettin’ genie wit it.

The tale of Aladdin and his lamp and a thousand and one nights and all that has been around a long time for a reason. It’s good. And we take care with things that are good because it’s so easy to mess them up. Fearing a mess up I avoided seeing this film until my son talked me into it this past weekend. I’m glad he did. And I’ll admit… I was wrong.

First time for everything.

Yeah, that was some Washington football

Was it the roar of the crowd? Or the community pride in that catchy new nickname?

Either way, the professional football team formerly known as the RED***S found its mojo yesterday, after a beginning that was all too characteristic of its sad performance in recent years.

But from the mid-second quarter on? That. Was. Sweet.

Sept. 11 is becoming ancient history

Trying to explain September 11 to kids born in the past decade or so is kind of like trying to explain the coronavirus to, well, kids born in the past decade or so. The world isn’t really like this, so we claim, and soon enough we’ll be back to normal.

Because that’s all any of us really wants. Just to go back to normal.

And someday we’ll talk about it like it’s ancient history.

Isn’t it pretty to think so?

Back to Robert Hall

Schoolbells ring and children sing, “It’s back to Robert Hall again.”

It’s the only song I ever heard my father sing… two lines from a (then) 50-year-old advertising jingle.

He didn’t know the rest of the words either.

The future

When I was a kid and we talked about the future it was always flying cars and robots.

Now that we’re here the most interesting thing to me about “the future” is being able to go to the grocery store.

Math practice

Of 15 games scheduled across Major League Baseball yesterday only eight of them were actually played. Of those eight games, four of them were shutouts. (What is this, 1968?)

In the remaining four games, losing teams scored 1, 3, 3, and 7 runs, for a total of 14. Considering the four zeroes, losing teams scored an average of 1.75 runs. That would be the mean. The mode was zero, the median was 0.5, and the range was 7.

Just wanted to get back in practice a little bit.

End of an era?

It dawned on me yesterday that in the virtual-schooling era we are never going to have a “snow day,” or any other cancellation because we can’t get to school. Connectivity issues cancelling school maybe, but not weather.

And come to think of it, even if (no… when!) we do go back to in-person classes, will we ever cancel school for any reason ever again? We’re already in like the worst crisis in world history and we’re still having school; I don’t think a few flakes of snow is going to do it. And speaking of which, that issue–closing school because there’s a trace of snow on the ground–just became more acute. Now that we know we can go to school online, is there ever a reason to send the buses out when there’s even a flake of snow on the ground? Or it’s below about 43 degrees?

Talk about a new world we’re living in.