Wednesday, December 27, 2006

christmas in review

Please note the size and color of each item. If it seems too complicated, just send gift cards. How about Kohl's and Target's? [sic]

Here's my treatise in defense of gift cards. It began somewhere around ten years ago when I realized that only *I* knew what clothing I really liked. By asking for a gift card to a clothing store, I not only had the pleasure of browsing the available merchandise myself, but could probably spend a bit more on an item than I normally would because it felt like "free money." Alternately, I could challenge myself to see how many things I could buy with only the gift card amount and walk out of the store with bagfuls of clothes, having spent no more than the cost of gas.

I'm also glad that we seem to be getting to the point, as a society, where giving gift cards is no longer considered "impersonal." It's kinda funny because the same people who call them impersonal also say "it's the thought that counts." Well, that adage goes both ways: buying a person something they don't really want says "here's what I think you should have," whereas the thought behind a gift card is "you know what clothes you like better than I do" or "I think you'd really like this restaurant" or "why don't you treat yourself to a little shopping spree?" I'd prefer to stand in the checkout line on December 26th to buy something I like, rather than stand in the returns line and feel guilty about exchanging something from someone who had good intentions.

There are still a few holdouts. Some folks say, "Why don't we just give cash? And since we give each other the same amount, why don't we just keep our money?" I guess that's fine logic if you exchange gifts of the same amount, but in my case, not all gift-givers and -receivers are on the same level. For example, my parents have always spent more on gifts for my brother and me than we spend on them, simply by virture of having more disposable income with which to do so. Thus, our gift exchanges are not of equal monetary value; but that's not really the point either, because, as the hypothetical person above said, "it's the thought that counts."

The other difference is, cash can be used for anything. If you're frugal with that cash, you may spend it at the grocery store and eat at home, whereas if I give you a gift card to a nice restaurant, you can have a pleasant evening out. It may not be a place you would normally choose to go, but since I gave you a gift card, you can splurge a bit. In my case, I've had the Animaniacs DVD set on my Amazon wish list since July when it was released, but never wanted it badly enough to buy it. But once I got it for Christmas, I watched the whole thing right away and loved it.

Another component is being able to add gift cards together. If I want, say, a new TV, the price might be higher than any one person would spend on me, but by asking for gift cards to an electronics store, I can put them together to defray the cost.

So there. Gift cards == good in my book.

Aside from gift cards, I also loaded up on DVDs of The Simpsons, Family Guy, and... Ducktales. Y'know, generally when one looks back on the cartoons from one's childhood, they seem pretty bland and formulaic, especially if one grew up in the Hanna-Barbera (may he rest in peace) era. But even now, I find Ducktales to be well-written for a kids' show. Sure, they have the stupid puns and gags all children's programming has, but Ducktales, like the Gummi Bears before it, had plots centered in adventure and mystery that always kept my interest.

It also ushered in the late 1980s renaissance in animation that led to the "Disney Afternoon" lineup, the critically-acclaimed Beauty and the Beast, Aladdin, et al., and Warner Bros.' Tiny Toon Adventures and Animaniacs.

Speaking of which, I also received Volume 1 of Animaniacs courtesy of Stu and Laurie -- my first ever Hanukkah present. :) I was 13 when Animaniacs debuted, and I still find it fun to watch now, at twice that age.

Wakko: {grabs Beethoven's ear horn} Oh cool, a horn! {blows on it} Ewwww, where have you been putting this thing?
Beethoven: {annoyed} In my EAR!
Yakko: You really shouldn't go putting stuff like that in your ear; you'll go deaf.
Beethoven: I AM deaf!
Warners: {shrug} Too late!

Beethoven: Do you know who I am??
Yakko: No, but hum a few bars and we'll figure it out.
Beethoven: I am Ludwig van Beethoven, world-famous composer and pianist.
Yakko: You're a what?
Beethoven: A pianist.
Yakko: {to audience} Goodnight, everybody!
Beethoven: But that is what I am! A pianist! A pianist!

Yakko: Now we're gonna clean your chimney. And if your mouth is any indication, it's filthy.
Dot: LUNCH BREAK!
Beethoven: How can you take a lunch break already? You haven't even started working!
Dot: {flashes card} We're in a union!

Friday, December 22, 2006

in honor of the first day of winter

It's not winter without Calvin snow art!

I think my favorites are probably "Snowman Xing" and "Egad! Bad dad!"

Edited to add: Today is also the second anniversary of my first chemo session. Cancer who?

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

coo'hwip

You can't have pie without coo'hwip! (video from Sunday's Family Guy)

While we're on the subject of pronunciations, and relating to my post about American accents, here's my take on the Stewie/Brian exchange linked above:

Stu: Mmmm breakfast. Can I have some?
Bryan: Uhh..... sure.
S: Ooh let me have some of that arringe juice.
B: What'd you say?
S: You can't have breakfast without arringe juice.
B: "Arringe" juice?
S: Arringe juice, yeah.
B: You mean orange juice.
S: Yeah, arringe juice.
B: Orange juice.
S: Arringe juice.
B: Orange juice.
S: Arringe juice.
B: You're saying it weird. Why are you saying "ar" instead of "or"?
S: What're you talking about? I'm just saying it: arringe juice. You drink arringe juice with breakfast. Breakfast tastes better with arringe juice.
B: Say "or."
S: Or.
B: Now say orange juice.
S: Arringe juice.
B: Orange juice.
S: Arringe juice.
B: Orange juice.
S: Arringe juice.
B: YOU'RE DRINKING METAMUCIL!!

Monday, December 11, 2006

new rules: Christmas songs

Although I'm not a fan of Bill Maher's style, I do occasionally enjoy his New Rules segment. Well, here are my "new rules" for Christmas songs:

New Rule: Songwriters are no longer permitted to use the phrase "Christmas comes this time each year" or the similarly-themed "Christmas comes but once a year," both for their unoriginality and their statement of the obvious.

New Rule: No more rhyming "year" with "cheer" or "toys" with "boys." Unless your Christmas song is about boytoys, in which case I likely don't want to hear it anyway.

New Rule: Ministers and others preaching in churches must remember that "Little Drummer Boy" is not a story from the Bible and thus should probably not be alluded to during the prayer as though it were.

New Rule: The populace in general must remember that "Little Drummer Boy" is annoyingly repetitive, and made all the worse when interjected with David Bowie's commentary.

New Rule: Rod Stewart and Dolly Parton are no longer permitted to sing The Date Rape Song. (OK, I know that's not really how it's supposed to be interpreted, but come on... "what's in this drink"??)

New Rule: Beach Boys + Christmas = No. It's just wrong. Wrong, I say!

New Rule: No Christmas song shall contain the phrase "Oh by gosh by golly." I hope the reasons are obvious.

And lastly, New Rule: All Christmas songs recorded by Barb'ra Streisand are hereby declared illegal. And no, Hanukkah songs aren't permitted either, even though she's Jewish; Barb'ra's whole career is illegal forthwith.

Thank you.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

thank you, civic

Remember how I said it wouldn't be long before I'm cursing the snow? Yeah, well, today happened. Fortunately, my little Civic handles the snowy roads quite nicely with its front wheel drive and anti-lock brakes.

Thunderchicken, you hold a special place in my heart by virtue of being my first car, but you were a fickle mistress, and a clumsy broad on the ice. But let's not speak ill of the dearly departed.

On the drive to work today, some guy thought it would be a grand idea to drive 10-15 mph on roads that could easily handle 20-25. Ironically, this created more of a traffic hazard as the cars strung up behind me. Then he ran an orange light (i.e. it had just turned red) because he believed he didn't have time to stop. He didn't even try to brake; he just plowed right through the red light. Since he was only going 15 at the time, he easily could've stopped, but oh well. At least then I didn't have to follow him anymore.

In tooth news, I'll make a dentistry mojo deposit for those who need it. I had a dentist appointment this morning, and I haven't had any cavities in over a year, ever since I started rinsing with Listerine Advance before bed every night. Coincidence? I still need to get my wisdom teeth pulled eventually, which I'm not looking forward to and keep putting off...

Today is also the day Ohio's statewide smoking ban goes into effect. I feel like I should go bowling to celebrate and see what it's like to bowl without drinking an ashtray, but since my gig for tonight was canceled, I think I'll take this opportunity to stay home and get some work done.

Speaking of staying home, here's a prize gem from yesterday's Chronicle-Telegram:
For Grafton resident [D.R.], the idea to ban smoking is OK in a hospital, courthouse, mall or place of employment because smokers expect it. But adding bars and restaurants to the list is going too far.

"I'm 59 years old and I don't need anyone telling me what to do," she said. "I'm not going to stop smoking, regardless."

[R.] stopped flying when airports and airplanes went smoke-free, stopped visiting the Windsor Casino in Canada when it did the same and is prepared to stay away from local bars and restaurants.

"Maybe if this starts ruining businesses and bars, maybe the government will put an end to this nonsense," she said.

Short of writing every lawmaker and legislator in Ohio, [R.] is at a loss for what she should do next. What she won't do, however, is stop smoking.

While I commend her for not attempting to smoke in non-smoking areas under the guise of civil disobedience as some people do, she's essentially putting herself under voluntary house arrest because she can't be bothered to smoke outside buildings. Great. If that were liquor instead of cigarettes, she'd be called an alcoholic.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

letters from bad santa

I recommend starting with the Evil Toys gallery and then moving on to the Letters collection.

In other news, I felt like a kid when I woke up this morning and saw snow on the ground outside.

Then I felt like an adult when I had to go brush off the car.

Still, it was enough to get me into the Christmas spirit, at least until the roads become worse. Too bad I won't actually have time to do any shopping -- or anything, really -- until next week. I've agreed to be the substitute pianist this weekend for the North Ridgeville Olde Towne Hall Theatre's kids' Christmas show. Tomorrow night is the Christmas concert for the CAC Singers, and is, sadly, our last concert directed by Trish, who has taken a job in Pittsburgh. (Both of these events are, as usual, listed on my birdwatching page.)

And yeah, I changed the blog template to the winter theme. I'm sure it won't be long before I'm cursing the snow -- somewhere around December 26th, I suspect -- but since this is an El Niño winter hopefully it won't be too bad. It's fun to see more houses on our street are putting up lights; seems like it was only us and a few others for the past few years.

I think we've finished off mom's first batch of candy cane cookies too.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

clevelanders don't have accents

What American accent do you have?
Created by Xavier on Memegen.net

Northern. Whether you have the world famous Inland North accent of Chicago, Detroit, Cleveland, Buffalo, and Syracuse, or the radio-friendly sound of upstate NY and western New England, your accent is what used to set the standard for American English pronunciation (not much anymore now that the Inland North sounds like it does).



It helps to use the words in a sentence and listen closely to what you say. E.g. "I was playing baseball and caught the ball" vs. "The hotel had to give us a roll-away cot."

One pair I found interesting was collar and caller. What I heard was that my vowel shape in collar was more like an a ("caaaaller"), but my vowel shape in caller was more like an o ("cawller"), even though they're spelled oppositely.

The one I didn't understand was bag and vague. There are regions where these words rhyme? So is it "beg" and "vague" or "bag" and "vag"??

Inland Northern American English

Ich bin ein Cleveburger!