It’s Super Week, which means it’s time to pose dreamy solutions for Tom Brady’s hair situation, and make comparisons of Eli Manning to Charlie Brown. The Super Bowl is upon us, there’s no escaping its glitzy grasp. You head to the grocery stores and there you’ll find pre-made dips shaped like pigskin, pyramids of twelve packs, and potato chips with every imaginable flavoring you can dream up (Jalepeno-Bacon-Cream Cheese?). It also marks one of the highest points on the entertainment calendar for the young year of 2012. Because deep down, the Super Bowl is less about the spectacle of sport, pitting man against man in a hard hitting whirlwind, and more about what happens between the plays. Commercials inch to the 7 digits for 10 seconds and GoDaddy sickens you to your core with overly sensualized spots. And although it’s an event that is both over hyped and over produced, it’s something that I just can’t take my eyes off of.
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What The Super Bowl Half-Time Show Should Be
What Grounded Pan Am?
It’s hard to imagine a world where air travel was a mesmerizing, enjoyable experience. As a 31 year old guy, my fondest memories of airlines were probably my earliest thoughts as well. Free peanuts, Sports Illustrated magazines wrapped in a plastic sheet cover, soft pillows, dark blue blankets, and the fizzle of high altitude soda. 30 some years doesn’t give you the full timeline of air travel around the world, but it’s easy to point out the less-than-glamorous life that is flying coach in our world during that span.
Indeed there was a time when such endeavors were tolerable, even enjoyable respits as you glided from point A to point B and back again. The 50′s and 60′s were full of a wonderous new age age of aero travel that was a glorious pursuit of the senses. Fancy drinks, on-board-smoking, dressed to the nines crew of stewardess, a friendly captain, and spacious lounging. But somwhere along the way, we’d forgotten about this glorious age. Then comes the ABC period drama, Pan Am, which was intended to remind us of days gone by. Continue reading →
Post Holiday Egg Nog-Less Pledge
Today I drank the last of the egg nog, removed Home Alone from the DVR, and newspaper wrapped the last of the ornaments. And with one fell swoop the holiday season grinds to a screeching yuletide halt. It’s not anyone’s fault but my own. I embrace Christmas like snowman Sam likes to tell a wintry story – with all that’s within me. And while the college bowl season might inspire an awakening from lack-of-holiday depression, the truth is that the holidays provide a gentle escape from whatever grind with which you daily participate. This respite is both rare and needed more often for virtually every working adult in North America.
You eat what you want, play when you want, watch ridiculously cheesy movies, spend absorbent amounts of time with family, sing old time classics, and give/receive as you’ve not done in eleven months.
As we usher in a new year, and hopefully learn from the past, it’s time for me to shake loose the shackles of leftover ham. For I refuse to bah humbug my way through life for the next 300+ days. And while I’m doing so, I’ll learn to live life as I do in the 25 days of Christmas window. With joy, kind-heartedness, and fun, making every day a special time of the year. You should too.
Bumble The Abominable Snow Monster “Stuff”
The treasured classic “Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer” is a yearly staple in my house. It’s equal parts nostalgic and classic storytelling wrapped in an old school stop motion wrapper. From Hermey the elf dentist to Sam the snowman, there is a lot to love about this mid-60′s holiday special.
In my mind, the scene stealer of the entire program has always been Bumble the abominable snow monster. As a child he frightened the Charles Dickens out of me. Then again, his story of being a mis-understood, tooth-aching good guy has always been his redeeming quality. Thus the fear of his form is also coupled with a great Christmas character who in the end is a pretty decent snow monster who finds new life as a tree decorator. Continue reading →
Christmas Twang From She & Him
Very few actresses are as hot right now as Zooey Deschanel. Her dorikness has struck a chord with folks far and wide including this humble tv watcher. Yet, Mrs. D has a pretty potent and respected side project that’s as equally as hot. One half of She & Him, Zooey is the soft-toned songrestress that bellows breathy melodys while accompanied by the rest of the one half in the guitar playing M. Ward. Separately, these two are superb at their individual crafts. So, when they get nudged together into the band She & Him, it’s always exciting to see what transpires. Continue reading →










