The Crap About The Kids

As we draw ever closer to the Christmas day my mind can't help to wonder what will be under the tree for me, myself and I, and while my glory days of presents under the tree are long behind me, and for the better, I can still dream of my adult version of visions of sugarplums, can't I?

anyhow, Steve Martin nails it here...

My five wishes would look a lot more like a square, 12 inches by 12 inches and have decorative cover art.

And Getting Chocolate Out Of It

Today I did something that I haven't done in literally decades. Went to a dentist. I wasn't nervous as much as I was anxious, mostly because this is the only legitimate vision I have in my head of what going to the dentist that I can approximate...

Needless to say, it was way less song and dance, and way more outdated magazine articles and heavy lead aprons, but it was exhilarating nonetheless. I did not get sprayed in the mouth and asked to say 'Ahhhh' but I did imagine that amazing Frank Oz camera angle when he was digging away at my molars. A few xrays, a short cleaning and checkup and I was set free. Of course I need a few fillings and a root canal but hey, I got to read about NBC upcoming fall lineup.

and while we're on the subject...

Can't let a potential Bill Murray cameo go unhonored.

The 6th Day Seemed Like A Week And A Half

this is not the 1st, nor will it be the last, time I bring this scene to your attention

Marie, Are You Awake?

classic