an ideal Christmas would start December 15th. People would not be allowed to decorate their houses until then, and they would take down their decorations on the 27th of December, two days after Christmas.

Untalented musicians would stop making new Christmas albums. (As a side note, when you search on amazon.com for Christmas music you get 9,552 hits, and I believe that is 9,515 too many.)
After this I’ll be classified a grinch, or a weirdo, but I’ll have you know I have reasons, good ones at that. (at least in my own opinion.)

I think having Christmas start the day after Thanksgiving and ending right before New Years is a plot of the evil system to rip people off of their hard earned cash. Then to “make it up to them” they give them a lousy tax return 2 months after they are in debt to make them feel “good”.
Christmas lights are a waste of electricity, which the world doesn’t really have the resources for.  (Solar Energy is the way of the future, but until then…)

There are only so many Christmas Carols to listen/sing, and I think we wear them out by the second week before Christmas.

Then there are the people who start listening to Christmas music at the beginning of November and keep it going until March which is down right…awesome!

Of course no one is certain but it is safely presumed that December 25th isn’t the day Jesus was born, though most scholars agree that it was around the Fall seasonal months of September or October.

But I like Christmas, I really do. I even have two favorite Christmas carols, What Child is This? and We Three Kings.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

And remember Three Kings Day is January 6.

I don’t have much to say today, but I’ve been waiting 27 days to accurately use this title, and I’m not going to let this opportunity pass me by.

P.S. We miss you Phil.

So SFAM sent me this link to an interview that Will Smith did with Reader Digest, and he has just hit Coolest Dude Ever Status.

He shares my opinion on education:

RD: So, you don’t see any reason to go back to a formal education yourself?
Smith: I know how to learn anything I want to learn. I absolutely know that I could learn how to fly the space shuttle because someone else knows how to fly it, and they put it in a book. Give me the book, and I do not need somebody to stand up in front of the class.

He homeschools his kids.

He’s a runner (SFAM’s second favorite thing about him. Firstly she thinks he’s hot)

And he says deep things.

There is no pain worse than not achieving a dream when it is your fault. If God did not want you to have it, that is one thing. But if you do not get what you desire because you are lazy, there is no pain worse than that.

So today I’m out with my pal Peckered (which isn’t surprising because fate has this inevitable way of pairing us together to tackle jobs such as, dishes, CVA office, odd house jobs, PR Criteria nominees, witnessing etc. It’s really odd.) on a STS adventure. On the day which happens to be the day after Thanksgiving (aka the biggest shopping day of the year), so to humor ourselves inbetween the “No’s”, “I don’t celebrate Christmas”, “I’m broke”, “Maybe, next paycheck (in a latino accent. If only they were Italian…)”, and the “Yes”, “How much again?”, “I’ll take one”, and “No, I’ll take two”’s, we discussed how lame dance nights are. Surprisingly we both agreed on this matter (which is a hard thing for us to do). Of course the reason why we agreed is because we’re both lame people who never get laid with the “optimal atmosphere for setting the mood”. Maybe it’s the fact that we’re nerds? Anyways my theory is rather nulled on third thought because he happens to be married. Basically we both just dislike them.
Continuing on: After most of the day proceeded we only had 3 cds out, and there’s no way I’m going home with 3 cd’s out. Do you know how humilating that is? I have to save face here, but Plopper (aka Peckered) says, “Well noone will condemn us for only getting out 3, I mean it is the day after Thanksgiving, shops are busy or broke, so it’s okay”. “John Paul Jones answered “We haven’t even begun to fight!, and he was right, they hadn’t, and he went on to win the Battle!”  So we approached two more shopping centers and ended our day with 8 out. Now I can go home with SS (satisfaction and a swagger).

But before we completely ended our day (like got in the car and started the ignition) we passed by a long line of bystanders in front of… the Salvation Army. Now you have all probably heard of Midnight Maddness, and March Madness (from your potatoe chip bags, or local grocery store windows) but have you heard of Moonlight Maddness? Uhuh…probably not. Me either until tonight actually.

The Salvation Army was having a 50% off sale from 5-8 pm. Woweee! And people were litterally lined up, scrambling and screaming to get in…like well-to-do people, mixed with people who you’d normally expect to shop there. It was insane. “So those pants with a stain on the knee and a rip near the crotch that would normally cost you $5 is now $2.50 (but then again that is now a fashionable steal of a deal) and you are pushing to get them?”

I’m floored.

All that to say, Peckered and I had a swell day. We’re heading home now, atleast I hope. So I guess I’ll be seeing you….at the moonlight maddness?

(Whispering and knocking on wood) If you are wondering why I haven’t mentioned the Mavs lately it’s because I don’t want to jinx their 7 game winning streak. (Hopefully that didn’t just do it.)

(If you are a guy, you might want to skip this paragraph) I want to know who came up with the Always motto…”Have a happy period.” and made millions from it. Have they ever had a “Happy Period”? Is it even possible to have a happy period? Argh…Their commercials anger me. (End of girly rant)
(Guys may continue reading now) This year doesn’t look to be good for Duke basketball, but it’s always happens this way the first year that the Seniors leave. Everything falls apart, they can’t gel without a leader, and then things begin to look up in the second year, they get their chance to win it all, but then somehow find a way to blow it. Then that crop of seniors leave for the NBA and the circle begins. (I’m just saying this in hopes that if I say it, it will counteract the jinx and win it all without screwing it up.)

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving (Happy Thanksgiving!). Since Thanksgiving is a time to reflect on our blessings, I’m going to recount of some of my mine here.

Tomorrow is the Annual “Actmin Bowl”, and it’s my first time playing in it. The last couple of years people have been injured while playing, so now you have to consider the cost more, and it gives it more of an element of danger. And well…I kinda like danger. And…I consider injury from a sport a worthy injury…unlike tripping in a parking lot. Anyways, if you have some extra breath or thought power would you consider using it to send up a prayer that no one does get hurt.
I have a cool home.

I have swell friends.

Some really nifty GN’s have come out recently.

The end of the year is near.

I got to go to Wordstock…heh, I even graduated.

I had a cross country summer vacation.

November 21, 1954, Edward Love, (aka my father) was born. (Happy Birthday Dad!)
November 21, 1975, Uncle Boris (aka Mike Holland) was born. (Happy Birthday Uncle Boris!)
November 21, 2005, Veronica Love, (aka Me, aka Ruthie) left home to move to Dallas. (What a score!)

November 21, 2006, Ian Thorpe retired from professional swimming at age 24. Leaving Michael Phelps to be the sole top swimmer. Thanks Man, you just made swimming boring. There’s no more competition for Phelps now. He’s pretty much always going to win. (I feel cheated.)

But on the brightside, there will be more TV time for Phelps. (And another score!)

I’d wager $5 that LaDainian Tomlinson is on steroids.

Today’s tip is…Children…always wear your seat belt.

The day before yesterday’s tip was…always remember to stretch before and after performing any form of exercise, especially if it’s a football game, otherwise the next day every step you take will be painful and your body will ache any way you are, sitting, standing, or squatting. Even lying down hurts. So to save yourself the agony…STRETCH!
And yesterday’s tip was…When you complain about being sore, make sure to direct your complaints to your muscles, and not to the cause of the soreness itself. For the next repeat of the cause is five days away, and you don’t want your brain to deter your muscles from it’s sense of fulfillment. And by doing this you are striving to get your brain and muscles to unitedly say, “Bring it on!”, so you might be able to achieve a better performance.

The NA FED Board is having a contest on educationrevolutions.com There you will find all you need to know about it.

But to give you a quick rundown, it called “The Arts”. There’s a bunch of different “artsy” categories to compete in. They’ll award some pretty nifty prizes at Wordstock IV for the winners. Participation is open to all who will be attending Wordstock IV. (or to spell it out it’s for 12-17 year olds.)

We’re trying to get as many people as possible to participate, so if you can spread the word, that would be awesome.
I also suggest you read this. It’s a little something I wrote that gives more in depth information.

Thanks.

ESPN has a new Page 2 columnist, Jemele Hill. Her first column has officially set her place on Page 2 as another annoying columnist who just so happens to be black.

I have two questions, one for ESPN, and one for black sports columnists. I’ll start question 2 first.

Why do you have to continually make gripes about being black, and how unfair the world is to you? Blah, Blah, Blah. It’s a load of crap. You got a highly sought after job, your a columnists for Page 2. What more could you ask for? You want to put an end to racism but yet you keep harping on the “unfairness” of the world. It doesn’t work like that. If you want to put an end to it, you have to shut up. You don’t even give a chance for people to forget about it, it’s like the clinched saying, Out of sight, out of mind. If you want to close the gap that there is/was (cause I don’t see it) you have to make the first move.
That’s why I like Michael Wilbon, he’s not like the rest of them. He can be a sports columnist and a commentator without mentioning or hinting racism.
And your gripes about black sports players being singled out and attacked by the media, and blah, blah, blah. Try to remember this years NBA Finals, Miami (black and ghetto) Dallas (“white”)…that’s all I have to say about that.

And ESPN, why do you hire such annoying people like Jemele Hill and Scoop Jackson? Their writing skills aren’t even entertaining, and their opinions are as far off as my knowledge of Antarctica. Basically, if you want a black writer, I think you should hire me.