Random Brain Ooze

Just clearing out funk that's in all my brain crevices tonight.

Christmas Stuff

Okey dokey, we’ve got the A-pokka-lips comin’ on the 21^st, Christmas on the 25^th. What’s a person to do? Watch cheesy Christmas shows and movies, of course. And, so, here’s a raggedy, rampant run-down of what’s heading our way.

Tonight at midnight there’s Naughty or Nice (2012) on the Hallmark Channel. Hilarie Burton plays Krissy Kringle accidentally gets hold of Santa’s naughty/nice book, which is full of Christmas mojo, and uses the power to her advantage, by discovering who around her’s been bad. But, Krissy eventually learns her Christmas lesson and soon she’s on the Nice side of the Christmas Force.

Tomorrow at 2 PM on Lifetime (yup, The Burning Bed channel) we have The Christmas Blessing (2005), with Doogie Howser. Warning – extreme melodrama approaching. Neil Patrick Harris plays a doctor again in this unrelenting mass or raw emotions involving death on the operating table/going home/dead mom/people from his past/Dad/and, of course, Christmas. Don’t watch this one unless you’re up on your meds for the day.

Weather Channel Stuff

They're continuing with the winter storm naming thing. Now we have Winter Storm Draco. Why can't we have just a Winter Storm Fred or Wilma?

Word Annoyance Stuff

There's a whole lotta retro-fitting of words going on these days. It started a few years back with the new batch of Star Wars movies. First, in '77, there was Star Wars. That's it, just Star Wars. Nice and punchy.  Now, with the more recent entries, they went and renamed Star Wars to Star Wars IV: A New Hope.

Then, Star Trek. With all the various Treks that came out later they started calling Star Trek by the awkward moniker Classic Star Trek, or some such nonsense.

Once, we had stores. You know, places where you walked in and bought things. Now, there's "online stores". So, our old stores are now called brick-and-mortar stores. What if they're not made of brick-and-mortar?

And, mail. At one time it was just mail. Now, with e-mail, the paper form of mail is called snail mail, a dig at the fact that it's slower than e-mail. Slower, that is, unless your computer is busted, or phone lines down, or Internet fried....

Okay, done for now. Maybe I won't have mold on the brain after this cleaning out session.

'til next time... Adios.