Apparently I write bad cowboy fiction in my spare time.

Now Is The Time For All Good Critics… December is the month of Big Lists where every pundit has to weigh in with their 50 Best or 10 Most or 35 Worst of something. Usually I wait until December for all the music geeks to emerge from their darkened rooms and type out a list of something so that I can go back and buy ten or fifteen of the albums I’ve been hearing about all year but wasn’t cool enough to go out and buy. Also, enough time has passed where the albums they may have liked in February have had to stand the test of time and deserve a second critique. Usually this method works out pretty well, with a few misfires here and there.

Update Dept. I have finished my Christmas shopping for Jen as of this morning; now to wrap the goodies quickly while she’s not there and place them under the tree. In related news, the daughters of the previous owner of our house are not stopping by to say hello—apparently it’s a little too soon after their father’s passing. So we don’t have to run around cleaning this weekend (although the house could use it) but look forward to the promise of a visit in the new year. Tonight is Jen’s office Christmas party, which promises to be an exciting study in both social science and chemistry: there’s an open bar, which is reportedly a departure from the ‘drink ticket’ method of the past. Score one for morale-building. (It’s kind of frightening how far second-shelf booze goes to brightening anybody’s mood.) So I dusted off the suit and spit-shined the shoes; I’m driving tonight so Jen can enjoy herself as much as she likes.

The Beat-Down. I would never have pegged Jack White to be the type to curbstomp anybody, but this poor sap apperently met the wrong end of Mr. White Stripe’s fists at some bar in Detroit. Funny stuff, that.

Wake Up. News flash to all you pro-lifers out there: RU-486 over the counter is not going to promote promiscuity. Promiscuity is alive and well without this pill. People have a natural urge to have sex, and because the US refuses to teach its children about sex, contraception, or childbirth adequately, the current trends of accidental or unwanted pregnancies will continue. Simply telling kids to abstain from sex does not work. You may as well wish for world peace. Giving women a way to prevent an unwanted or accidental pregnancy is a good thing. (Disagree with me? Listen to Loveline some night this week and listen to the questions your screwed-up kids ask on a daily basis.)

Hypocrite Who? God bless this woman; her asshole father did not deserve a daughter with this much dignity and class.

Date posted: December 18, 2003 | Filed under humor, music, politics, projects | Leave a Comment »

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