Don’t know about you carbon-based erg units but things started winding down at my work spot yesterday afternoon. Today the normal 8-9 hour cycle was compressed into 3 or 4 because there’s nothing much to do. It’s sorta fitting that this occurs at this time at the end of the year because every other holiday we run around like crazy people trying to get our jobs done/clients happy.
The “Tons O’Sports Holiday-Specific ExtravaGonzo” (patent pending) continues unabated. Louisville, Oklahoma, Baylor and SMU are playing tonight youngmen-basketball-wise. Oldermen basketball playing features Cle, Ind, SA, GS and OKC. Boise State is up 14-0 very early on some sort of sacrificial lamb and Georgia Southern/Bowling Green will provide lots of “those guys have football programs?” comments later on this evening football-speaking. No NHL tonight [sheds tear] but there’s no baseball either [smiles]. Check in, hang out-do that thing that you do.
It’s 65 and humid here in Connecticut. The windows are open and I’m wearing shorts. The irony of saying “fuck El Nino” on Xmas Eve is not lost on me.
HA! Finally finished the Moosemas Holiday Special, so now I can…
Guys?
Guys?
Aw, man…
I’m still here!
Thanks to yet another insomnia attack, I’m watching Spotlight, which is a very good movie, and although it’s a fictionalized account of a very real story, it is making me shake with rage. This is not a movie to watch at night. If you have anything resembling a soul, you will probably hate everyone involved in the underlying issue, from the priests responsible, to the motherfuckers who covered it up and decided to protect the institution rather than uphold the ideals for which it stands, to the fucking PR hacks who tried to spin and package and massage this fucking vileness to present the church that sheltered these pigmen in the best possible light. I stopped buying into the religion stuff back when I was still in Catholic school (went from first to eight grade), for my own reasons completely unlike this horror, but damn I want to light churches on fire right now.
Merry Christmas, here’s a fucking nightmare for everyone.
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Food is prepared for my family invasion tomorrow, thanks to my wife. Fridge is stocked with beer, thanks to me. The tree has been put up, taken down, cut to a better size and put back up, thanks to my son and I. The presents are all wrapped, thanks to mostly my wife but there are enough downstairs that look like Helen Keller wrapped them so that you know I “helped.”
Did someone say something about a beer?
I have a delicious 9.5%er going here. I’m already lying down and I’m going to stay that way.
It’s 11:30 here and too late to start drinking beer and still get up early enough to get ready for the relatives.
It is not, however, too late to get three fingers of good bourbon into my system and read the paper and goddammit, that’s what’s gonna happen.
I feel like you need a smoking jacket and a pipe. And some slippers, because why not.
No pants; let ’em swing.
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That’s how I like my women!
I added some to MIS last beer post if yuuse is interested. I ventured into the fucking selection liquor store again and stared at the cooler for a half an hour so I’ll have some more this weekend I’ll let you know about.
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Numbnuts.
A strong tripel and Hannibal season 3 on blu ray. I’m in the zone.
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Man up, Wyatt.
Hey go easy on him, he was 18 and doing the best job he could as mayor.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh sick burn bruh
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UNLESS YOU SET IT TO “PUREE.”
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Got quiet in here… I know I took my shoes off, but, don’t let the stink drive you away.
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I think the thing I’m happiest about on Xmas is that I know longer go to church at all.
Really makes the day go by so much faster.
See, you gotta go to churches that pay you, that’s what I’m doing!
Oh, here’s something medicinal in nature, for you whisky connoisseurs: do people consider lowland whiskys to be for pussies? I’m not huge into smokey-peat bog taste, so I’m going to try some different lowland hooch. But I don’t want to get laughed at by the tough Lagavulin-lovers.
Kind of… but you like what you like, and that’s all there is to it. There’s a ton of great non-peat scotch that is really great. I do love Laphroaig and such. However, I’ve tried to share this sort of drink with many people who just do not like the taste. Fine. I’ve wasted enough drams on trying to convert people that … yeah, I think I finally get it. You can’t force people to like things.
Similar vein – the (sometimes) annoying trend towards hoppy IPAs at the expense of all else. And this is coming from someone who loves a hard charging IPA. It’s just not for everyone, and even I want a break sometimes.
The people that would say that to you are the same people that would tell you that you are a pussy for drinking a porter or stout instead of an ULTRA HIGH HOPS IPA.
Fuck them. Drink what you like.
Glengoyne is nice – I’d buy more of that, if my inventory wasn’t already at a high level.
Glengoyne is excellent, and there are plenty of Highland, Speyside, and other whiskies that are excellent. Let me know if you want specific recommendations. BFC : Scotch as MIS : Beer
I like both so we can kick them in the butthole with pointy toed cowboy boots if they say that. As Balls said; what you like is what you like. You’ve tried the other and prefer the the lowlands which is as complex and has its own righteousness. Vive La Différence!
While I do enjoy making fun of people who like Bud and Miller and such the bottom line is we’re all drinking beer or scotch or what have you and therefore we should all be having a good time and if you don’t like the drink I like well that just means there’s more of it for me.
Except people who like Coors, because fuck those assholes.
So the Whoever-the-Fuck-Sponsors-This-Shit Bowl between Bowling Green and Georgia Southern seems like a barnburner from the three plays I’ve seen.
In honor of all the Syrian refugees that make real ‘Muricans quake in their boots, I’m doing leg of lamb, flatbread, muhummara, hummus, and batata haara (spicy potatoes) for Christmas dinner. Anyone else do something other than turkey/ham for C-dinner?
Besides the rum ham, char-grilling a rump roast, periogies, lasagna, kielbasa, green bean salad, and some other shit.
Just tears of loneliness.
We going all off grid. Tamales, home made lumpia and a vast cheese platter.
I’m going to do the big shindig on New Years, what with the standing rib roast and the Yorkshire pudding and such.
It’s going to be in the high 60’s in CT tomorrow. If it stops raining I’m going outside and grilling some fish, because I can.
Then Xmas we’ll go to my mother’s and she’ll cook a ham and my wife will save it.
Wrapping presents while buzzed ain’t easy… scotch tape everywhere.
Also, why’s it called scotch tape? Just once I’d like some Irish tape. or something.
It was called “Scotch” tape because it was thought to be cheap–sticky only on one side.
Just found out the old man is making a rum ham for Christmas. Oh, shit.
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What’s a little incest between Alliance members?
If the new movies turn out to be more Oldboy than old Star Wars, I might be more interested.
I will enjoy the FUCK out of part VIII if Kylo Ren gets wasted by a lighthammer.
Hello gents.
I did something bad to my back and the gabapentin isn’t doing enough to quiet the pain. So I’ll be medicating with all the liquor I can justify drinking until my appointment next Tuesday. Is that a good enough excuse to spend 5 days drunk?
You’ve got my support.
Better than the usual excuse: family
Yes.
I’m mad that I missed the entire San Diego County Credit Union Poinsettia Bowl. It’s the best bowl game of the year, or at least the one with the longest name.
55-7? I don’t think you missed too much.
Just wait until is is the San Diego County Credit Union Poinsettia Bowl sponsored by Draft Kings Duel
“…partially underwritten by Mutual of Omaha, a wholy-owned subsidiary of MegaCorp, itself partially owned (in part) by….”
Seems like as good a time as any to bust out the Lagavulin.
Around here, we call that “Wednesday”
But, it is Wednesday…
The Convergence! IT IS HAPPENING!
Not even 9 and we have to bust out the Ron Paul gif? We are moving at a hell of a clip.
I’ve already played Genesis’ Supper’s Ready, which is usually a late-night “too drunk to contemplate my next song” manuever to buy time… this Wednesday is moving at a hell of a clip.
Evening gentlefolks.
I am getting up at the asscrack of dawn to work and then holiday shenanigans will occupy my weekend.
May the Pacers not suck and Clipboard Jesus and/or Pat McAfee save us all.
Good night!
Good night! May you avoid creepy office dudes and mistletoe!
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“And Lo, I am become Pat McAfee, the Destroyer of Worlds…” just doesn’t have the same ring to it.
“…and, lo, I am become Pat McAfee, Skinny Dipper of Drainage Canals…”
More accurate. Might become my go-to party quote before I get weird.
NBC, being NBC, cuts out half of just how evil the Grinch’s plot is.
Half of the reason why I hated the movie (and I have LOTS of hate for that movie) was that they tried to justify the Grinch. If I were him, I’d try to nuke those fucking idiots down in WhoVille after his childhood. Simply ruining a holiday is pretty tame in my opinion.
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If you substitute “Jew” for every “Who” that show is really fucking dark.
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Holy Jesus, the “X-Wing pilots” at 4:00….
What. The. Fuck.
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Someone else listen to this, and then tell me I didn’t hallucinate it.
I… I just don’t even know what to do about this. It seems like some law was broken, but it wasn’t.
This, however, does make up for whatever the hell that was:
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I don’t care what your feelings are on Tool, Maynard can fucking sing, and covering a live mashup of Diary of a Madman and Lovesong is pretty fuckin’ cool.
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Britney always did seem precocious.
I’ll see you Pink Floyd & Avril and raise you Iron Monkees:
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That is both evil and far too funny. I’m sahking my head and laughing. Holy shit.
New money making idea:
Get four hot strippers, teach them dances and songs, dress them in red, blue, yellow, and purple outfits.
Record song and dance routines, throw in some skits, call them The Jiggles.
Make a bajillion dollars.
I like the way your mind works. Or at least what the bourbon does to it.
Mind. Blown.
Not Christmas, but a great cover of a great song. Sad. Perfect for this time of year:
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All the gifts have arrived and are wrapped, I have all the groceries necessary for Christmas dinner, have to finish up “working from home” this evening, and I’m “working from home” again tomorrow. I’ve put on the best Christmas movie I could think of, David Lynch’s Inland Empire, and it’ll be time for a beer shortly.
Let’s do this holiday cheer thing!
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My neighbors are fighting loud enough to hear them pretty clearly over my music. If it gets worse I’m going next door. I really don’t want to spend Christmas hospitalizing someone.
Never knew there was an official video for this song.
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Looks kinda like they only made the song and video as part of some community service sentence.
According to DMC his own self, they did it for the Special Olympics Charity album. If what you say is true, that’s hilarious.
But then again they did make this song,
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presumably under no duress. So maybe Run DMC was just goofy motherfuckers.
I was buying booze somewhere and this tune came on. I stopped in my tracks. I’ve played it about 40 times in the last 5-6 days.
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And now this has knocked Christmas in Hollis down to #4 on my list. Things are not looking good for Dave Matthews’ Christmas Song to stay in the top five.
The Good Dinosaur was… not good. Pixar is slipping.
Sicario was intense as hell, and really much, much better than expected.
And, just cuz, here is Emily Blunt:
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I agree with Sicario. It started out as a drug war procedural and basically morphed into a horror movie for the last segment.
Good stuff.
And try and see Spotlight if you have a chance.
I’m watching Spotlight right now, and I am so fucking angry I might punch something.
I KNOW it’s fiction. I KNOW it’s exaggerated. I also know it’s based in reality and this movie is just making my blood boil.
It’s damn good, in other words.
Two more days and I get to regale the family with the best Christmas song ever….
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Show them this afterwards:
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Ah hell he’s gonna be understandable again.
I never realized Kirsty was so . . .full figured
Yeah, she was definitely weird that way. There were times during the lead-up to recording this song that she was in great shape and then other times… not as much. But she killed this song.
Jesus, I didn’t even recognize him.
I saw them about 4-5 years ago and he was still dentally challenged and hard as fuck to understand. Great show though.
The Pogues are fuckin’ awesome. Oddly, very few people in Ireland will play their songs outside “Fairytale.”
But, that’s not “Christmas in Hollis”!
That would be the third greatest Christmas song, right after this one:
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Goal for 2016, eat more ribs than Andy Reid. Since I read Ray Lewis’s book, I know I can do it.
Balls…I’ve been thinking-is that a Red Ryder Stapler? I want one but I’m kinda afraid I might put someone’s eye out.
I’m at work, so I’m hesitant to google image search anything that says “Red Ryder”
I’m just riffing on the Red Ryder BB gun from A Christmas Story.
Off day entertainment, from May 1996, Norm Macdonald as Bob Dole. Enjoy it, you goddamned deviants!
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Did he give Howard a big ole cookie?
/Norm is great but his latest paycheque…I just didn’t think he’d do that
For everyone!
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This is the best Christmas ever!
I got one of those beauties within arms reach of me as we speak.
Still at work dammit.
1. Do Not Disturb message put on email account.
2. A/C on – Baltimore in December go figure
3. Realize kids are off for 10 days
4. Insert IV into bourbon bottle.
5. Weep.
Needs more D/C.
Also: you can’t spell “Millennials” without “Millen”. Think about it.
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HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED SNYDER SPELLED BACKWARDS IS REDYNS.
It’s practically “[*Redacted] s”.
Man, my family is gonna be so pissed at me when I ignore them on Christmas Eve to get this damned thing done.
I was driving behind the 1SKNSFN today. I debated running him off the road.
No jury would convict you.
Bill Burr’s new cartoon on Netflix is really good. Check it out, ya slapcocks.
I’m working through the first episode, not clicking with me yet, but maybe next time I’ll watch it without wearing my nipple clamps.
Yeah, the first episode was just alright. It gets better in the second.
Has anyone seen The End Of The Tour?
Evening, Gents. Waiting for a buddy at a pub, so I’m nursing a Smithwick’s and watching NIU get blown out. Life could be worse.
Happy Festivus to All!
The past year, you have disappointed me in the following ways…
Also, it’s like 75 degrees out and there is a very creepy sounding thunderstorm going down. The cats are freaked the fuck out. HUZZAH FOAR PILLS AND BOOZE
Holiday plans:
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Incredibly Ballsy Prediction That Might Come True-
The next great football announcer (a la Keith Jackson) will be a woman.
Caitlin Simms?
Is she the one with the big tits?
/kidding!
Wrapping up at my desk as we speak. We got some bad mexican food guy catering as the crews come in from the day. Boss is handing out gift cards to them as they come in, I guess. It’s festive AF.
No CBB that I give a shit about. Arizona wrapped up their non-con last night. Just waiting til 1/3 for the at Arizona State game. It’s always so much more fun to go into your rivals stadium and be a big jerk.
I have been told I am in charge of the office tomorrow as most of the big bosses are out. Anyone need anything?
I’ve never done meth…
What I meant was… A stapler. Can I have a stapler?
Red?
For sure red.
If you’ve got any unused RAID arrays lying around, I wouldn’t mind getting my hands on them. I need a low-cost option for a… project. Yes. A project. Exactly.
One petty cash, please!
Whatever appliances that in the break room/kitchenette.
Trust me, you DO NOT want those…
I don’t want them, I want the copper wiring and aluminum inside them.
I’d like your boss’ desk chair.
Are any of those big bosses Jewish?
If so, fuck them with a rusty hammer.
My Uncle, by marriage, thank God, when he owned his last company had everyone come in Christmas Eve for a massive project. He didn’t go in. He and I went to an 11 or so showing of one of the Lord the Rings movies., then he went shopping to get my Aunt some jewelry for Christmas. My Aunt is nominally Christian, the Uncle Jewish, and they raised both kids Jewish.
The only reason I knew about this project was because his secretary called him, saying they couldn’t get some of the files they needed because the guy with the key didn’t come in.
My Uncle calls the guy, who did give some weak ass excuse, and pretty much threatened to fire him, on Christmas Eve if he wasn’t there in like 45 mins.
Oh and the reason my Uncle gave to everyone for him not going in, it was his daughter’s 4th B-Day. True, but he didn’t do anything kid related until about 3 in the afternoon.
If I worked for him, I would have started sending out resumes the second I got home that day.
BTW, if they have any Mexican coke get it for me. If I learned one thing there is always some smarmy boss that has that shit.
Funny enough, I’m the one that has the Mexican Coke around here. Oh wait, you meant…. never mind.
Stapler – every time I get a stapler some fucker takes off with it. Weird since I work out of the house.
If it weren’t for those meddling kids.