Lawl Nighter

I was conned into an all nighter by social forces beyond my control and subsequently I had to go to work at 9:00 in the morning. I was, in a word, a zombie. My eyes kept fluttering closed and I couldn't stand up straight. I also had the memory of a goldfish ("Ok Shinny Cafe Latte with Vanilla... wait, what did you order?") I honestly didn't think I'd make it through the day, but then I passed out for a brief 10 or 15 seconds. The good news is that when I regained consciousness, I perked right up. After my little shut down and reboot, I turned right around to face a young couple giving me the ole fish-eye. And then I turned back around because I suddenly remembered I made their drinks wrong.

Seven Pounds, Four Christmases

This Christmas movie season is pretty awkward. Every year my family goes to see a movie with our neighbors and this year was no exception. Unfortunately, this year had pretty slim pickings. Everyone had already seen Four Christmases, a basic, likable holiday movie, and in the aftermath we were left with the following options. Marly and Me, was shot down as it was basically a chick-flick with a dog tagged on. Likewise the film critic of the family didn't want to see the 'kids movie' Bedtime Stories. The ending result was a toss up between Seven Pounds and Valkerie (exit sarcasm). Whose idea was it to have these movies open on Christmas Day?! Seven Pounds was depressing, although I guess it was about giving... but seriously, Valkerie?! Who in their right mind said, "Oh yeah, Christmas Day, we need to give the people what they want: a movie with Adolf Hitler wit Tom Cruise acting!" I didn't get the chance to see it, but I'd guess that the holiday movie this year is a toss up with seeing Four Christmases again and Bedtime Stories.

Morin

Not to brag, but apparently I'm now famous for my amazing dishwashing skills are Sweets. Those six years I spent in a kitchen cleaning monastery sure did pay off! No cheese on my plates, no spots on my forks, and most importantly no rings on my glasses! Although, despite my now almost weekly praise by my fellow staff members and management, no one has asked to train under my dishpan-hand-wings (my secret: rub with sponge, rinse with water, add soap, and run the dishwasher). Anyway, I'm just glad that I truly do have the admiration and dishwashing respect of my fellow coworkers and this isn't just some ploy to stick me with the grossest, most secluded job come closing time.

ReFit

For some reason, Nintendo has decided to remarket the WiiFit as an entirely new product. They're advertising it now more than they ever did when it was released. Holiday magic indeed... time traveling magic! I actually found a couple of sites the other day that had compilations of WiiFit spoof videos and was excited to find that the Sydney Series video Shelly and I made a while back was on the list!