Tis the season!
Let’s all get some holiday cheer!
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If you hadn’t seen this, I suggest you take the time to watch all 7 parts. Good stuff and true.
Done
I am done with my Holiday Challenge, 102,655 meters.I still have a couple of days left at work to add to the total except I'm finished working out for the year. This decision came hard to do as I still enjoyed the exercise, but I'm disappointed with the reward from the challenge. For those many meters, I only made $2.11 for the charity of my choice! That's it! I'm so disappointed that all motivation has left me. Another 10,000 meters for the next 2 days would've only net an extra $0.40. Should I do it for so little? I think not especially since I absolutely don't want to be here for the rest of this week.So, it's good to take the next two weeks as rest and reformulate my exercise goals for the upcoming year. I think I'll be including the rowing machine in my routine, but not as much meters. I averaged 30,000 meters for these past three weeks excluding yesterday. That's a lot and my knees kind of hurt. I'll probably try to do half as much in less time. I'll want to increase my treadmill time as that is a good way to build stamina quicker than the rowing machine. I'll want to do more resistance training which I abandoned on this quest. Welp, it looks to be a nice ending and a good thing for the future. I've got some goals.
The Spirit of Christmas Future
Next time, to get into the Christmas spirits just put on the soundtrack to "A Charlie Brown Christmas." The opening bars of the opening song, "O Tannenbaum," is so holiday is ridiculous.
Topps 100th Anniversary T206
Trying to collect the base cards and the Polar Bear minis. Especially the Orioles
Then I got some minis that are supposedly signed by the players. Here’s the couple that I’ve got.
The Spirit of Christmas Present
It may feel like Christmas now.
Cold. Snowing. A Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack playing on “Christmas Time is Here.” The presents are wrapped.
More of this. With the ones you love.
It would be Christmas. Now if I can only find the good cheer for my fellow men.
Kami-sama’s Trailer
Will this make up for the debacle of Endless Eight?
I’m hoping so, because I am so psyched for this. I’m getting the bit torrent client ready.
Seating Chart
Which section? Still trying to figure it out. I want left field. I want right next to the Oriole dugout. I want to sit in the bleachers or behind the plate.
8? 10? 12? 16? 17? 66? 68? 80? 82? 334?
I want sunshine but shade. I want close to the action, but cheap.
Thinking about thirteen tickets in the same spot makes me depressed.
Christmas Spirit
Sometimes I wish for three ghosts to visit me and remind me of what Christmas is all about. Either that or to have a thumbsucking optimist telling me of the first Christmas.
Where has my Christmas spirit gone?
It most likely disappeared when I basically stopped going to church. It’s not that I despise religion. It’s that I despise organized religion. On one hand the Church professes to be God’s representative on earth and on the other hand they have many despicable men in their employ. If God is infallible, why do we have to listen to men that can get it wrong?
Religion also gets my goat. It is used as a cudgel to hammer prejudice home into people’s minds.
Christmas? Bah humbug.
Yet, the idea of Jesus Christ is interesting and makes one happy. I can dig that guy and his hippy ideas. Why did religion mess up his message? Isn’t it enough that they’re living off his fame? Can’t the religious do anything right?
So, I’ll just continue on and try to make things seem like Christmas. I’ll read Dickens. I’ll watch the ol’ blockhead. I’ll try to catch the Christmas cheer.
An Education
You've probably never heard of An Education (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1174732/). Me too. But we caught it at the Landmark down by the harbor. Then we got some drinks at the Irish pub.The movie is adapted from the writer's memoirs as she grew up in England. She's skipping school, dumping her sixth form boyfriend, and hanging out at art auctions with a cad. He takes her to Paris, introduces her to mature things, and takes her virginity. Oh, to be young, English and in love!You just know that it can't be so straight forward. There'll be some measure of violence, physical or emotional, visited upon our young heroine. The rules of a memoir always state that you must first be naïve, then the world must come crashing down on you, then you emerge wiser than your years. Our young heroine was played by Carey Mulligan who, in this film, was a dead wringer for the traveling pants girl. I swear to kami-sama that it was her, but had to wait for the credits to figure out if it was her. It wasn't and I was delighted and disappointed. What's her name again? And will I care later?My problem with the film is that I didn't really connect with the girl. What was it supposed to be like to be 16, English, sixth form, stressed at A levels? I don't know, so I couldn't connect. And after a bit I didn't care. I wanted to see the violence heaped on her, but that violence was so benign that it deflated the movie. That was it? The big revelation? Meh.So, I can like it for the cad from London but overall: meh. I think I drank the next to nights and forgot all about this movie. The rating reflects the lack of hatred towards or attraction to this movie. It's middle of the road for me.3 of 5 stars.