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Monday 2 May 2022
I think I might have to give up broadcast television for the rest of the month at least. It's election season (again!), and I just can't take any more liars on my TV lying to me about all the things they say they've done or are going to do.
Sunday 24 April 2022
We went a little earlier than usual to the Georgia Renaissance Festival this year because the weather was nicer than usual... and I think everyone in Georgia had the same idea. What a crowd! (Am I going to get Covid now? I'm going to get Covid now.) Still had a pretty good time, though.
(I should point out for posterity that my aunt bought, ate, and enjoyed the King's Weinie. That joke will still be funny 500 years from now.)
Thursday 14 April 2022
I feel like the world is just full of bad news today, but that could be because I'm three days into a terrible sleep deficit. We'll see how things look after I wake up sometime next week.
In the meantime, here's Audrey begging for my afternoon snack.
Tuesday 5 April 2022
Is it just me, or are the contestants on Wheel of Fortune getting dumber?
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Saturday 12 March 2022
Walt Duncan has been an out-of-touch orthodontist since Zits debuted in 1997. At the time, "Walter" had fallen to 273rd in popularity among U.S. baby boy names, according to the Social Security Administration. So, yeah, "old guy" names.
The peak for "Walter" in the United States was 1914, when it cracked the top ten for the only time in the 20th century. (Per ssa.gov: "In that year, the number of births is 8962, which represents 1.312 percent of total male births in 1914.") Perhaps not coincidentally, the most famous Walter in newspaper comics is Walt Wallet of Gasoline Alley, who debuted in 1918.
The lowest point for "Walter" babies was 393rd (0.035%) in 2008, but has rebounded since. I would presume that's the influence of Breaking Bad's Walter White, who debuted that year, but the name "Louis" has followed a very similar trend, also peaking in 1914 (at 20th, 0.8%) before dead-cat bouncing in 2009 (0.042%). Is there a mid-aughts Louis I've forgotten about?
For the record, there were 2,358 "Walter"s born in 1975, representing 0.145% of all children that year, ranking 112th overall. On a personal note, there were 39,588 "James," or 2.439%, 4th overall. "James" has never fallen out of the top 20 since the SSA started keeping records. If there was a Venn diagram of such things, "James Walter" would represent the popular kid being forced to hang out with a four-eyed comic book nerd.
I would definitely read a comic strip about that.
Sunday 6 March 2022
Note to self: if you order from Papa John's mobile app in the future, remember that "ranch sauce" is not a ranch dressing dipping cup. If you ask for ranch sauce, they replace the tomato sauce on the pizza with ranch.
A. The app could be more clear about this.
B. Why is this even an option? Who has ever had a pizza and thought "this would be better with ranch instead of tomato sauce"? Fuck you, sir.
Ironically, earlier in the day, I had lamented that my own lack of epicurean curiosity may be limiting my enjoyment of life. I wondered aloud if perhaps I was missing out on some of the globe's great dishes by avoiding things like mushrooms and sushi. And the universe answered me by giving me Ranch Pizza. Message received.
Anyway. Pizza night was ruined and my faith in the pillars of American cuisine have been shaken. Life goes on.
Wednesday 2 March 2022
I haven't said much lately because I haven't felt I had much to say that was worth saying. COVID still bad. Russia still bad. Everything else still bad. I think that covers all the bases.
Wednesday 16 February 2022
I went grocery shopping yesterday. Walking in the door, I passed a sign very clearly instructing all customers that masks were required in the building, but I was the only shopper I saw who was wearing one. I hadn't realized so few people in my town could read.
Two weeks into February, Coweta County has reported already more deaths from COVID-19 this month than December and January combined. I know that death is a lagging indicator (by approximately two weeks), but I don't know how anyone can look at those numbers and think, "Now is the time to stop wearing masks!"
When I was a kid during the Cold War of the 1980s, I used to wonder how long people would stay in their underground fallout shelters after World War III before emerging to see if the world was once again inhabitable. The answer, I now know, appears to be not quite 2 years. After that, hey, radiation poisoning doesn't seem so bad.
One day, when we send people to Mars, will some significant percentage of the colonists decide that they've simply had enough and walk outside of their protective environments without masks? Is that what happened to the Roanoke Colony? "I don't care that it's snowing outside; I'm not putting on another pair of pants!"
Look, I get that wearing a mask sucks. *I* think it sucks. But so long as an ongoing pandemic continues to kill thousands of Americans — and several of my immediate neighbors — every day, I think I can do at least the least I can do to help prevent further spread.
Saturday 12 February 2022
Speaking of quotes that have gotten stuck in my head over the years:
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
"Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young"
Chicago Tribune, June 1, 1997 [source]
I first heard that in my 20s, and now I'm in my 40s. And it *still* applies to me.
For more information about the song that contains that quote, visit wikipedia.org/wiki/Wear_Sunscreen.
For the song itself:
Saturday 15 January 2022
As I drink my wake-up coffee (because I'm old enough now that I need extra caffeine just to get out of bed), I'm watching the parade for the UGA Bulldogs football team in Athens in the frigid weather.
I was offered my usual seats in Sanford Stadium for the celebration, but I declined. If I wouldn't go out in the pandemic to watch the Bulldogs play football in person this year, I'm certainly not going to go watch them NOT play football.
Obviously, tens of thousands of people are unlike me. If going 40 years between titles brings this many people this much joy, perhaps it would be best if they always went that long between championships. Compare Georgia's current hundred thousand plus to the estimated fifteen thousand Alabama fans in Tuscaloosa last year after Saban won his sixth title in twelve years. There aren't many parades when your report card says "meets expectations."
I'm glad the Dawgs won, and I'm glad it brings people happiness. Just enjoy what we've got while we have it, Dawg fans.
This sure is good coffee.