12.30.09 – A Wednesday

WORD

onerous [on-er-uhs, oh-ner-] adj. 1. burdensome, oppressive, or troublesome; causing hardship: onerous duties 2. having or involving obligations or responsibilities, esp. legal ones, that outweigh the advantages: an onerous agreement

BIRTHDAY

Titus (39), Rudyard Kipling (1865), Bo Diddley (1928), Del Shannon (1934), James Burrows (1940), Michael Nesmith (1942), Fred Ward (1942), Davy Jones (1945), Patti Smith (1946), Jeff Lynne (1947), Meredith Vieira (1953), Suzy Bogguss (1956), Matt Lauer (1957), Tracey Ullman (1959), Heidi Fleiss (1965), Tiger Woods (1975), Tyrese (1978), Eliza Dushku (1980), LeBron James (1984)

STANDPOINT

Well, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve and that means 2009 (thankfully) will be going away forever and 2010 will be ushered in with lots and lots of wishful thinking.

I know I, for one, will be happy to see 2009 end.

Every year, around this time, I can’t help but look back on what was going on 365 days previous and if I’m where I thought I’d be. (Fortunately, I’m not.) I’m relatively certain that’s what most everyone else does, too. Makes me wonder about how some of this year’s newsmakers thought this year would turn out…

Richard Poplawski was probably cleaning one of his many guns, unaware a mere four months later, he’d become one of the most despicable assholes ever by killing three police officers responding to a call from his mother.

Tiger Woods was most likely spending time with his family, sporadically scurrying to the bathroom to text message one of several women he was seeing on the side, unable to comprehend a year that saw him go from arguably the world’s most popular athlete to its biggest punchline.

Billy Mays, Brittany Murphy, Michael Jackson, Natasha Richardson, Patrick Swayze and Steve McNair were all as likely as not unknowingly ushering in their last change of the calendar year.

Barack Obama was, in all probability, conjuring the first year of his Presidency, one without all the fucking smoke-and-mirror nonsense perpetrated by his political rivals.

George W. Bush was definitely daydreaming about spending some quality time, sitting on the edge of his bed and staring at a blank wall.

Brett Favre was apparently relatively close to finally retiring, after three years of indecision. And that’s exactly what he did. Shortly after, he signed with the Minnesota Vikings.

Michael Vick was languishing in the midst of an 18-month stint in prison for slaughtering defenseless dogs, no doubt curious of where the end of 2009 would find him. Several months later, he’d find himself as the least productive member of the Philadelphia Eagles. Don’t worry, though, the initial outrage demonstrated by animal rights advocates was short-lived due to this country’s unnatural obsession with the NFL.

Yes, indeed, 2009 was kind of a screwy fuck of a year. Let’s hope we can get our act together for 2010.

QUOTATION

New Year’s eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights.Hamilton Wright Mabie

TUNE

I’ve always loved “Hide and Seek” by Imogen Heap. I just do. That’s it.

GALLIMAUFRY

Tomorrow night will be special, not only because it’ll be New Year’s Eve, but because it’ll feature a blue moon. And that’s not quite what you think it is.

→ Christ. David Goldman, who recently won a nine-year legal battle to get his son back, was flown home by NBC and some journalists’ group is upset for what their calling “checkbook journalism.” Mainly, I think they’re all pissed because NBC beat them to the punch. People will bitch about just about anything.

Van Morrison, 64, has proven it’s never too late to become a daddy. Again.

That’s it for me this year. I hope everyone has a fantastic New Year’s Eve. Be safe. Don’t be an idiot.

All of next week, starting Monday, I’ll be concentrating on more of looking back on 2009. Come back then for some more. And thanks for reading.

12.23.09 – A Wednesday

WORD

rogue [rohg] n. 1. a dishonest, knavish person; scoundrel 2. a playfully mischievous person; scamp: The youngest boys are little rogues 3. a tramp or vagabond 4. a rogue elephant or other animal of similar disposition 5. Biology. a usually inferior organism, esp. a plant, varying markedly from the normal v. (used w/o object) 6. to live or act as a rogue v. (used w/ object) 7. to cheat 8. to uproot or destroy (plants, etc., that do not conform to a desired standard) 9. to perform this operation upon: to rogue a field adj. 10. (of an animal) having an abnormally savage or unpredictable disposition, as a rogue elephant 11. no longer obedient, belonging, or accepted and hence not controllable or answerable; deviating, renegade: a rogue cop; a rogue union local

BIRTHDAY

Joseph Smith Jr. (1805), Robert Bly (1926), Chet Baker (1929), Harry Shearer (1943), Susan Lucci (1946), Adrian Belew (1949), Victoria Williams (1958), Eddie Vedder (1964), Carla Bruni (1967), Corey Haim (1971)

STANDPOINT

In the spirit of the holiday season, I won’t rant about any of the issues making my blood boil right now.

Instead, I’ll just wish everyone a happy holiday season. Truly. Spend time with your family, friends or whomever. Enjoy it. Make it count.

Obviously, I won’t be posting for the rest of the week. Come back Monday for some more.

QUOTATION

If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read:  “President Can’t Swim.” → Lyndon B. Johnson

TUNE

Best Christmas album ever? A Christmas Together: John Denver and The Muppets. Listen to it over and over again. You’ll dig it.

GALLIMAUFRY

→ Listen. I get it. George Lopez is not exactly someone who’s thought of as really hip. But his new late night show on TBS, Lopez Tonight, isn’t half bad. He probably dips too much into the whole Latino thing, but he’s kind of fearless about some of the shit he has to say.  

→ Fucking finally. David Goldman, who’s fought one of the most heart-wrenching battles of all-time for custody of his son, has won. Not sure what kind of bullshit law they’re practicing down in Brazil, but the whole country should be ashamed of themselves for putting Goldman through this ordeal.

→ I’ve been saying this for years. Say what you will about Kevin Costner, but Open Range has the best shootout in the history of Western movies. And AMC.com agrees with me.