Month: December 2019 (Page 2 of 2)

Friday Vid

It’s tough to crank out a list this week. I’m coming off the high of putting out my Favorite Songs of the Decade list. I’m working on my Favorite Songs of 2019 list. I’m deep into the Christmas music. And new music pretty much dries up this time of year. So just a video this week.

“Christmas in Hollis” – RUN-DMC.
The 1980s were a great time for Christmas music. “Do They Know It’s Christmas" is the song that remains an essential part of every holiday music station’s playlist. I’m pleased that “Christmas Wrapping” has slowly become a classic. “Fairytale of New York” is a little rough for the radio, but I certainly love it. And then there are the cool stations that will throw this on. Because, as Argyle said in Die HardThis IS Christmas music!

Every Kind of Thing in Space

I love stuff like this. It is crazy to even begin to consider the vastness of space and the objects that might be out there. We have all these ideas, grounded in physics and math as we know them, of what’s going on across the universe. But we don’t really know what is happening beyond our solar system.

If those mysteries fascinate you, too, you might enjoy this little summary of what we think is out there.

Reader’s Notebook, 12/3/19

A whole mess of books to share. I’ve been putting this off because I was having a hard time writing about a couple of them. I think you’ll be able to guess which ones as you work your way through the list.


The Last Stand of Payne Stewart – Kevin Robbins
This is an unlikely book for me to both read and enjoy. I never liked Payne Stewart. He seemed like an arrogant prick most of his career. Late in his life, he got a little preachy about his religion, which tends to put me off, too. But I heard Kevin Robbins talking about his book on a podcast and got interested. It didn’t hurt that Robbins is a KC native. Got to give the homeboys some love.

It’s an interesting book in that Robbins both tells Stewart’s compelling life story – like him or not he was a character – and ties his career to the profound changes in golf that were taking place in the late ‘90s. Tiger was coming onto the scene. The technology in clubs was changing rapidly, which made it harder for old school, ball control players like Stewart to compete. The introduction of the Pro V1 the year after Stewart’s death changed things even more. His win at the 1999 US Open was a final high point for not just a generation of players, but a whole style of play.

The book didn’t make me like Stewart more than I did when he was alive. But it did make me appreciate his career more.


The Cockroach – Ian McEwan
McEwan is one of the greatest writers of the last, I don’t know, 50 years or so. He has a way of slicing through complex situations and writing about them without being ponderous. So this, a 100-page allegory for our current political state, is peak McEwan.

Being British, he focuses on what is going on in the UK right now. In this fictional Britain, the country is debating whether to enact “Reversalism,” which would reverse the flow of money in its economy. For example, you don’t pay for goods. Vendors pay you to take their products. You don’t earn a wage, but rather purchase a job. And so on. It is ridiculous and nonsensical. But so too, to McEwan, is Brexit.

The book is told from the perspective of the British Prime Minister. Or rather the cockroach that has taken over his body in advance of the final push to pass Reversalism. And, it turns out, most of his cabinet’s bodies are inhabited by cockroaches as well.

Again, ridiculous and nonsensical. And equally hilarious and chilling.

There are cameos from an American president who is impossibly vain and communicates via Twitter. And is an idiot. So that’s spot on.

I have a feeling if I was British, or followed British politics closer, I would understand a lot of the subtlety that is in this story. Even without that context, it was a very fun, quick read.


The Fighter – Michael Farris Smith
This book centers on Jack, a middle-aged, drug-addicted, brain-damaged cage fighter and his quest for redemption. He seeks a final big payday to both resolve the outstanding debts he has with a local crime boss and pay off the loans he has taken out against the ancestral home of his adoptive mother so she can return there to live out her final days. A series of events derail him, he runs into the woman who is likely the daughter he never knew he had, and they join forces in a last-gasp effort to save everything that Jack loves. The end isn’t surprising, but it was so bleak that it was more affecting than I expected it to be.


Thanksgiving Night – Richard Bausch
I spent the days leading up to Thanksgiving week working through this. It begins as a hilarious, farcical look at a small town in Virginia and a series of people in that town who are connected. There is an aunt/niece combo, who because they are just a couple years apart are more like bickering sisters; the niece’s son, his second wife, and his adult children from his first marriage; their eccentric neighbors; a handyman who is working for the aunt/niece and his live-in daughter and grandson; that daughter’s best friend and her new boyfriend; an aging priest; and a few other folks.

There is some general wackiness in the first half of the book. Eventually the tone turns more serious, following the accounting of one of the worst dinner parties in the history of dinner parties. Soon there is a life-threatening medical issue, an affair and probable divorce, a teacher who may be preying on his students, and attempted shooting in the town’s high school.

All this leads up to a rather eventful Thanksgiving dinner.

Wrapped in all that are all the usual points a book about the holidays has to hit. I wish it had kept the light, ridiculous feeling its first half is filled with, though, rather than turning dark. I thought the story lost much of its heart when it made that turn. And I laughed a lot less in the second 200 pages than I did over the first 200.


Liar & Spy – Rebecca Stead
L had kind of checked out of her book club so far this school year, mostly because of sports keeping her busy. But she’s going to this week’s session, when they will discuss this book. To motivate her, I bought it and read it along with her. She would read a few chapters before bed, put a bookmark into it, and hand it to me the next morning so I could catch up.

This is the story of Georges, middle schooler in Brooklyn whose family has just moved from the home he had spent his entire life in into an apartment due to his dad losing his job. His mother, a nurse, begins working constant doubles at the hospital and, thus, is always gone. At school, Georges is often picked on because of the way his name is spelled – he is named for the artist Georges Seurat – and because he’s kind of a geek rather than a cool kid.

In his new apartment building be befriends a kid weirder than him, Safer, who lives a couple floors up and is home schooled. Safer recruits Georges to help him spy on a mysterious neighbor.

Georges eventually learns to stand up to the boys who bully him at school, discovers that Safer’s weirdness is his way of hiding his own many, many fears, and uses that knowledge to confront his own fear about what is really going on with his mother.

It’s a nice enough book, but it does play out rather slowly. I know L has struggled a little to connect with it. I’ll be interested to hear how many of her book club pals had the same issue.

Holiday Weekend Notes

It was an enjoyable holiday weekend at our house. Some highlights…


KU Hoops

I’ll break this out later, but the KU-Dayton game on Wednesday was a fine beginning to the holiday break. That game is an argument for why college hoops is better than college football. Two very good teams going toe-to-toe in the season’s earliest weeks and a loss does not kill you for the rest of the year. Then again, in football that game has tremendous impact and meaning where in basketball, it’s just another in a series of fun if largely meaningless contests that come in the lead-up to March. So it’s a wash?


Coach K

While on the subject of college hoops, we had one of the greatest upsets in college basketball history Tuesday, when Stephen F. Austin went into Cameron Indoor Stadium and beat Duke. Now SFA is not a bad program. They’ve made the tournament a number of times in recent years and have even won a couple games. But this is Duke at home to an unranked, non-conference opponent. Shit does not happen. Ah, it happened, though, and in an especially satisfying manner with SFA collecting a loose ball and going full court to win at the buzzer.

And then Coach K told a reporter that on the day of the game, he was suffering from a minor health issue and “wasn’t himself.”

What. A. Dick.

He just has to casually roll this out to not only take away from SFA’s win, but also make it all about him.

Proud that I’ve thought he was a dick since 1986.


Turkey Day

For the second-straight year we walked one of the local races as a family. We were joined by a few other members of our family and some friends and walked the three-ish miles on a chilly morning.

We hosted the meal, but only had 13 this year, which is a pretty easy number to prep for. We did a large turkey breast, which for the first time ever I prepped with a brine. It turned out pretty good. I also did my standard Giada dressing, a corn soufflé, and some dandy mashed potatoes. We went way outside the box this year and eschewed the traditional pumpkin pie for a pumpkin cheesecake instead. It was real, real good as the kids say.


Holiday Vibes

I went out with some other dads on Tuesday night. When I left L was watching Elf on the couch.

Friday the tree and decorations went up, so the house is looking festive. That evening L and I did our first viewing of Christmas Vacation of the season. She’s watched parts of Home Alone multiple times already.

I’m off to a fairly slow start to my Christmas music listening routine. I expect I’ll round into form quickly since this is a quick Christmas season.


HS Football

It was state championship weekend here in Indiana.

C went with a friend to watch Chatard win the Class 3A state title Friday night. I tried to get her to wear her Cathedral sweatshirt, but she refused. The team that knocked Cathedral out in regionals ended up wining their second-straight 5A title that evening as well.

On Saturday, I watched my boy Coach H lead CHS to the 6A state title in a very entertaining game. They had a 20–3 lead going into the fourth quarter but needed to recover an onside kick and then convert two huge third downs to kill the clock and close out the 20–17 win. The game was beginning to feel like the state title game 11 years ago when the same two teams played and CHS blew a 19-point lead in the fourth quarter. This was was even more impressive since they were down to their third string quarterback by the fourth quarter due to injuries. This was Coach H’s second state title as a head coach.


College Football

Whoa doctor, the Iron Bowl was a good time! There were so many “Oh shit!” moments in that game. It was an utter delight for a relatively neutral, if generally anti-Bama viewer.

Most of the other Saturday games kind of sucked. Was there any doubt that Ohio State was going to lay some wood on Michigan? They should just stop playing the game and save everyone the trouble. And Fox really needs to stop calling it the greatest rivalry in college sports until Michigan wins a few again. Wisconsin-Minnesota was decent for a half, especially in the blowing snow. I bounced around the other games, but none were terribly compelling.


KU Football

Welp, about as bad a way to end a season as anyone could have hoped for. KU looked thoroughly uninterested in putting out any effort against Baylor. It was not realistic to think KU had a chance, but after some close calls against Texas and Iowa State earlier in the year, I sure hoped the Jayhawks would at least still be in the game, I don’t know, more than three minutes into the contest.

It was easy to get bummed out about the ugly close to the season. Given how the other nine years in the worst decade in the program’s history went, this felt like more of the same. Fact is, though, that for most of the season KU looked much better prepared and coached than they have since 2009. They lost four games by one score. Make a play here or there and steal just one of those and four wins feels like great progress. I have to keep reminding myself that it’s going to take a couple years to get back to mediocre, if Les Miles can in fact do that.

I don’t ask for much for Christmas but a quarterback and some linemen would be high on my list this year.


Pics

Sunday we planed on taking our family Christmas card picture. S got the girls up early and took them to a salon to get their hair styled. We had a beautiful outdoor display picked out to take photos in front of. And then a 45-minute trip to the salon turned into 90 because M has so much hair, and by the time we were ready to take pics, mixed snow and rain was falling. Not ideal for styled hair.

So we adjusted on a the fly and went to the local mall where we lined the girls up on the opposite side of the giant tree that Santa was greeting toddlers in front of. We snapped off some pics and were done in about 10 minutes.

Afterward the girls commented on how easy that was. To which S and I said, “No shit! We’ve been trying to tell you this for years!” Soooo many thoroughly terrible picture taking experiences because one kid or another was in a shitty mood and messed it up for everyone. Soooo many tears from the girls and yelling from us. I’d like to think we’ve turned a corner and all family picture experiences will be great from here on. I seriously doubt that is the case, though.


Colts

Yep, think they’re about done. And looks like I will get to collect my beer bet with my friend who insisted back in September they would win 10 games.

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