Christmas: T Minus Eleven Days

This should be the Spinal Tap Edition since this one goes to eleven, but alas I have no special Spinal Tap tie-ins below.

This morning I am listening to what could be considered a (northern) polar opposite of the music depicted in This Is Spinal Tap, The Vince Guaraldi Trio’s soundtrack to “A Charlie Brown Christmas”.

Meine Deutsche Klasse Ist Beendet
Last night was the final class of this session of German classes. Man, where does the time go? When the next session begins I’ll be looking for a job. In-con-ceivable! Oops, wrong movie…

As I’ve been known to do dinner last night was food from Tin Drum. Last night I had my usual, Tin Drum Chicken, but opted for a complete bed of spinach instead of rice and spinach; because you know, it’s the rice, and not the fried chicken nor sweet peanut sauce, that makes me fat. Of course in German class I proceeded to eat German sweets all night long; because you know, I skipped the rice! However, I have to say that I didn’t miss the rice one bit, so I may be opting for this configuration again the next time I order this dish.

Before class I got to see some midtown mommies prop their spawn on the laps ersatz Santa and Mrs Claus who were reading stories inside Colony Square. Bitter? No, not bitter at all. Why do you ask? 😉

It somewhat amuses/disappoints me that the first German session for which I had no competing time suck (read “work”) I felt as if I had my worst session. Did I not study enough? Probably. Is the content getting harder (as it should)? Definitely. Am I going to quit? Nope! Or I should type — Nein!

I Need To Increase Circulation
No, not of this blog, of the blood circulating to my legs. In the past week, perhaps in conjunction with the colder weather (?), my hips and legs have been bothering me. It may be that I am sitting/sleeping too much (duh!) and that I need to get more exercise (my waistline would certainly agree to this) or it may mean that I am getting old. Regardless I don’t like it, I don’t like it one bit!

ITP Flickr Pic From The Archives
2007: “Remember Kids, Plastic Cups And Flames Don’t Mix” (Atlanta, Georgia, United States)
Remember Kids, Plastic Cups And Flames Don't Mix
The white spot seen in this Solo cup is a hole which occurred when the drink was placed too close to a candle. Oopsie!

Back in the olden days Christmas meant “Drinksmas” — being single, going over to Betsy’s apartment/house, eating brunch food, drinking early (and all day/night), eating dinner, and rocking out to YouTube videos. You kids today, with your loved-ones and happy families, you don’t realize just how good you have it!!! Now get off my lawn!

ITP Flickr Pic
“Nerdy, The Snowman” (Decatur, Georgia, United States)
Nerdy, The Snowman
There are few things in my cold, dark world that increase the size of my Grinch-like heart. When I walked into the Decatur Public Library on Monday and saw this “snow” man made out of wrapped books I actually smiled. There is nothing new in the world, only things that are new-to-me, and this is one of those.

I made it through an entire Christmas Special last night without falling asleep! Admittedly it was A Charlie Brown Christmas, which has a runtime of 25 minutes. If you want a good laugh read all of the “goofs” reported for “A Charlie Brown Christmas”. Nerds! (btw- the continuity error when the sign on Lucy’s psychiatrist stand changes between “THE DOCTOR IS IN” and “THE DOCTOR IS REAL IN” bothers me to no end. FFS! The sign doesn’t even keep its same location between scene changes!)

Here’s an interesting point. Sometime during the viewing last night I realized that a lot of what I consider to be desirable in a girl/woman was imprinted by Patty, no not Peppermint Patty, this Patty:
This Patty was introduced in 1950, so she’s a bit old for me. Oh man, I need a psychiatrist, and preferably one whose sign doesn’t keep moving around! Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop sniffing glue. Damn, again that’s the wrong movie…

After watching “A Charlie Brown Christmas” I (re)watched, and napped partially through (hey, I started watching it around 10:30pm), American Hardcore. I was not one of those slam dancing in clubs in the early 1980s, but old man Paulie wishes he had been. Well, that’s as close to a Spinal Tap tie-in as I can make today, so I should probably wrap this up.

Oh wait, tonight I am making a return to Terminal West for tonight’s Chatham County Line Electric Holiday Tour show. I considered going to Terminal West after German class last night for the Shearwater show, and am a little disappointed that I didn’t, but you just read what I did instead.

Make it a great day friends!

Christmas Cheers!
Paulie [eatl/ga]

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16 Responses to Christmas: T Minus Eleven Days

  1. Wow, I just searched this site for “American Hardcore” using the search box and found that I blogged about watching “American Hardcore” in April 2008. Seriously, where does the time go?

  2. Stacy says:

    Ha! And here I thought the hole in the cup was a nice way of limiting Betsy’s drinking. Can only fill it up to *here*….

    Totally feel the same way you did about the snowman. That picture made me smile!

    I’ll bite on Patty: what things desirable in a girl/woman? Short hair, lack of tattoos (that we can see anyway; bet that saucy minx has a lower back Tweety bird), lack of hands…anything else?

  3. Barb says:

    I went to Home Depot last night to make I hope the last of any paint purchases.
    I received reason #6 or 7 as to why I hate the Paces Ferry Smyrna HD store. (I always have problems there with the employees, and just finding things)
    I went to the Kennesaw store to get a quart to match the gallon I bought last week.
    The lovely girl that helped me was utterly confused, the sticker on the can did not match the paint can, and thought maybe I had mixed up the lids. I assured her it was the only can of paint we were using. So, we mixed up a quart of what I thought it should be, and of course it didn’t match. But – its close enough, it will be mixed with paint that is still in the gallon can, and is going in the stairwell, so it doesn’t have to be a perfect match. BUT – I was so annoyed.

    After that I went to TJ Maxx to make myself hopefully less annoyed & spend a $25 gift gard. Well – I spent more than that $25. I’m a terrible shopper, I’m a buyer. But – I think I did ok & will like & keep my purchases.

    I like the snowman.
    I’m feeling guilty about not putting up & decorating our tree. JoAnna gave me a lovely angel ornament that was made in Rwanda. MAybe I’ll decorate tonight.

  4. Barb says:

    and Steve – pictures are uploaded into the Shutterfly website – now to just look thru them & send them over to you.

  5. Steve says:

    Paulie is on a roll today!

    I can see the weird connection between your “perfect woman” and Patty. Now you just have to find her.

    I’ve just been advised that Debbie will be spending the evening Thursday with a friend, so no trivia.

    Directors meeting last night. Still VP. A good year and didn’t have as bad a Sunday gate as we thought.

    We’re providing the hunt breakfast today so gotta get rollin.


  6. On a roll. Just like butter, Steve.

    To pyschoanalyze myself: I think it’s the entire image. The obvious things are short hair, and lack of tattoos (I’d say “visible tattoos” but this image is from the 1950s/1960s so I doubt that she’d have any). There is something about the entire matching outfit too, must be the bow. Also, if you watch the Christmas special you’ll hear that she’s sassy, okay a bit mean, but not mousy in the least. I admire that as well. Jesus, it’s 9:05am and I feel as if I need a beer. HA! And, she can’t be “perfect” for me because her name doesn’t start with a “J”; I’ve mentioned the strange coincidence of this letter in blog posts past. I’ve gone on dates with at least five women whose name begins with a “J”. I shall not list their names here in order to protect their identities. 😉

    I haven’t decorated since the early 2000s, 2002 perhaps? And prior to that Christmas I’d gone a good fifteen-twenty years without decorating. I know that I am not alone in this but it depresses me to be alone and decorate for Christmas. The closest I come is to put a few ornaments on my ersatz fireplace mantel along with the Christmas cards I receive.

    I wish I could have gotten a better shot of the snowman but I didn’t want to disturb the books placed around it, though I did move one, and the shiny gold paper behind it gave me fits.

    Okay, packing a bag to go to LA Fitness. Need to circulate that blood! I will check in again in a few hours.

  7. Barb says:

    I know 2 of hte 5, but I’m not trying any harder.

    Sal said the same thing about decorating, since she’s in the house alone now.

    She is coming over to watch the Survivor finale tonight – we will see if Allan will watch with us, or not. I guess I will need to get my painting done by 8pm.

    Oh yeah – I also watch the Dolly Parton telethon last night for the people in TN affected by the wildfires. She raised a shitload of money – she is truly amazing.
    And – the live music was very interesting, the songs the artists picked most I’d never heard before. Kenny Rogers is a mess, could barely sing. Live TV at its best. It also reminded me of my childhood watching the Jerry Lewis telethon – good memories of every Labor Day weekend, seeing people just be generous.

  8. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Just did a recount, there have been six! Barb, you know at least three of them, though may not know that I went on a date with the third of those. 🙂 I had to say “gone on dates” because most of these women deemed me “unacceptable partnership material” rather quickly.

    Okay, off I go!

  9. Steve says:

    I was trying to remember “crushes” I had at an early age and came up with a girl in a Jerry Lewis movie. No recollection of the movie, except he had his shoes on backwards at some point. Guess I’ll have to go look that one up.

    Pictures, Barb? Now your going to tell me we’re having a white Christmas and there is a Santa Claus!

  10. Barb says:

    sorry Steve – have to do a little work this morning first, then you will see some – just send to your work email?

  11. Steve says:

    How about the home account-


  12. Barb says:

    Steve – I think I lied – I think they are in the Shutterfly on my PC at home, but I’m not finding them here when I log in at work. I guess I didn’t share them correctly.
    ARGH. I guess I need to do it more thant once every couple of years.
    I guess I need to turn on that computer at home again later today.

  13. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    I’ve just welcomed myself to Moe’s. It’s not because I really want led their food but rather because it was very conveniently located next to LA Fitness and I didn’t want to think about where I should eat. Welcome to Mediocrity!

  14. It’s weird to get Facebook email but not be able to log in to see what changed. One of our hashing friends just changed her status, and it appears to be a popular move since, according to the email, 34 people gave it a thumbs up.

  15. Barb says:

    hmmm – who changed their status? only because, I turned off hte email notifications a long time ago

  16. Paulie [eatl/ga] says:

    Size Doesn’t Matter

    The funny thing is I’d have to give into FB’s demand of a government-issued ID before I could change the setting. It would be easier for me to report it as spam and then never see it.

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