Sounds of the Season

Jolly sounds in every store surrounding the merry shopper normally gets under my skin fairly quickly but this year not so much. I appreciate the fact that others have seemed to embrace the holiday since it has creped up on many of us this year. So go and jam out to some Mama's kissing Santa Claus that's fine. Frankly, I encourage it. Dash through the snow and all. The thing that would appreciate is my favorite bands would stop selling their souls to commercialized dregs of society.

Three now! Every time I turn on the television I hear the Supreme Beings of Leisure, Wilco or the Weepies and the madness must stop. I am sure they too need to ensure that Santa stops by their houses but come on! A little integrity is in order here. Enough is enough. If I hear the English Beat on a damn Macy's ad I might lose the bit of cool that I have left. Matter if fact, it would be a travesty, a farce if you will.

Sorry for the rant but it had to be done.

End of the Semester

Sometimes life throws you some curve balls and you really surprise yourself with the way you react as well as the way you choose to handle the whole thing. Sigh. Not always easy. And it turns out that I am not real good at staying angry or being bitchy for very long.

Luckily it is the end of the semester and a couple of weeks break is just what the doctor ordered. Evidence of high levels of angst were clear at my semifinal soccer game when I received my first yellow card for screaming at an opposing player for continuously elbowing me in the breast. Healthy rage, I suppose. It was nice to have a buddy of mine step up and have my back in the whole things as well.

We lost the game. New season starts January 13th.