‘Tis the season for more bullets. It seems like I don’t have a lot of time to get a post ready whenever I go down to Phoenix, which was the case this past weekend. I had a couple other ideas … Continue reading Number Eight With a Bullet
At the Buzzer takes Christmas very seriously. It’s the one holiday that all three of us really love. That’s why we go out of our way to celebrate by playing holiday music on the show, by having an entire themed … Continue reading Practical Presents
Ah, bullet points. You’re a writer’s best friend. Can’t come up with a coherent column? Use bullet points! Then you can put together a collection of thoughts with no joining thread whatsoever. All you need is a stream of consciousness and halfway decent ideas and you’re set.
Hell, Bill Simmons has made a career out of this. So I don’t think I can take too much flack for dipping into the well once — after all, I’m knee-deep in Skyrim now, and those who have played know what a time sink that can be. So without further ado, here’s a whole bunch of holiday-themed bullets in the last post before the big day… Continue reading “Number One With a Bullet”
Christmas Day, 1997, I was 12 years old and woke up like any kid did on Christmas morning and was excited out of my mind. After eating my candy in the stocking and getting excited over the new Super Nintendo game that I got, I was left with a pile of gifts that, quite frankly, I didn’t want. Continue reading “Christmas Presents: Now and Then”
I’ve got nothing against the other holidays. I’m not much of a partier, so New Year’s Eve doesn’t do much for me. Easter and Halloween have lost a lot of their appeal because I don’t eat nearly as much candy as I did when I was a kid. Thanksgiving is always a disjointed experience when you’re a divorce kid, because you never really have all the family together. And while Bastille Day is a close second — I love me some Bastille Day — it just pales in comparison to Christmas.
(Actually, the runner-up would be Independence Day, because I love the setup — burgers, hot dogs, barbecue, picnics, fireworks. Also, AMERICA. Hard to argue with that.
So once the calendar hits December, I get excited. After all, it’s the most wonderful time of the year. Continue reading “‘Tis the Season”