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December 25, 2020
‘Twelve Days of Christmas.’
Twelve Days of Christmas, Bing Cosby, the Andrews Sisters
My mini-review of WONDER WOMAN 1984.
Short version: it’s like a live-action, pre-Legion of Doom, pre-Wonder Twins SUPER FRIENDS, only it doesn’t suck, is good, and was interesting.
Okay, that’s more than the usual Short Version for me. The general point that I’m trying to drill down here on is that WONDER WOMAN 1984 is deliberately exploring an aesthetic where people are not inherently bad. They’re often dumb, sure, but they’re not evil. I’m as much a fan of WATCHMEN and THE DARK KNIGHT RETURNS as the next person – but they have a particular aesthetic, which is one that WW84 does not share. And I wouldn’t have liked this movie if it did.
Put another way: WW84 is far more SHAZAM or AQUAMAN than it is JUSTICE LEAGUE. I’m good with that. It works well that way.
Behold! Standing Rib Roast!
Standing rib roast for dinner. Behold the progression! Stage 1: meat!
Stage 2: sear!
Stage 3: Cooked!
Stage 4: Plate!
Stage 5: In my belly! (Not shown)
Tweet Thread of the Day, Bourbon And Heath Toffee Ice Cream Sounds Delicious edition.
Homemade, too.
Dave’s homemade Christmas ice cream flavors for 2020: Brach peppermint and bourbon & Heath toffee pic.twitter.com/hgsXKlMjrT
— David Burge (@iowahawkblog) December 25, 2020
December 24, 2020
It’s Christmas Eve!
It’s been a year, hey? But I have here an Irish coffee made with Jameson Caskmates Stout Edition*, and it’s smooooooooth. Presents are almost all wrapped, and the last two are two-minute jobs; the evening is drifting into night; and before I go to bed the standing rib roast will brought forth to make it to room temperature. I hope everybody has a good Christmas Day.
And may God bless us, every one.
Moe Lane
*It’s just what you think: Jameson made a barrel swap with an Irish brewery, and everybody involved is pleased with how things worked out. The Caskmates, according to my wife, is an excellent sippin’ whiskey: I’m certainly having no problem with it being in my coffee.
Movie of the Week: DIE HARD 2.
Because while people will continue to enjoy friendly arguments over whether or not DIE HARD is a Christmas movie, I feel it is indisputable that DIE HARD 2 is. They even had a cop tear up an airport parking ticket! Truly, it was a miracle of the season.
The BATMAN: SOUL OF THE DRAGO Retro-Kung Fu Flick trailer.
I did somehow miss this. BATMAN: SOUL OF THE DRAGON does look entertaining, though. And it’s rated R, apparently for violence. I wonder when it’ll show up on HBO Max?
Snippet the Last, TIMMY AND THE CHRISTMAS ELF.
The rest of it is going on Patreon this evening, because it occurred to me to get it up before Christmas.
Patreon!Timmy had been smart enough to figure out how the pile was a trap. Elves could mess with what you saw, he knew. So throw a brick at the pile, let the elf toss whatever off, then attack the elf for real. And if the elf was really there, well, you just hit it with a brick, right? Only thing was, you could be lucky or unlucky about where the elf really was, and Timmy had been real unlucky: it was close enough to get a stab in, and Timmy wasn’t really ready for that.
At least the elf wasn’t good at fighting; it had tried to shove its knife into Timmy’s gut, only to stumble a little because of the junk of the floor. That meant the stab turned into a slice along Timmy’s side, and owowowowow that HURT. Timmy punched back, as hard as he could, and while smacking the elf in the face hurt Timmy’s good hand a little it wrecked the elf’s nose and knocked it back about four feet.
The two squared off, glaring at each other. The elf looked a lot less human, now; its face looked cracked, with pieces kind of wriggling together as the ‘skin’ put itself back together. But it had a black glass knife that Timmy knew was really sharp, and the elf seemed really into having another go.
The elf started to talk, hawked, spat out a few teeth, and spoke. “Nasty little boy. I was behaving.”
Timmy had pulled out his own weapon; a piece of iron pipe, as heavy as he could manage to swing for more than a minute. “I don’t care,” Timmy said.
Dave Barry’s 2020 Year in Review.
It is a measure of the year that Dave Barry is legitimately worried that handing it in this early might be unwise. I mean, there’s still a week left in the year. Anything could happen.
Anything.
Via @IMAO_, and Frank was right: it was a doozy.
