Month: January 2025

  • ODDS and ENDS: Couch or Sofa, Tottenham Fans, and “Hundreds of Beavers”

    (‘Cuz you woke up in the mornin’ with initiative to move…)

    Do you use the term couch or sofa? Do you use them interchangeable? In fact, a couch is an informal – less structured piece of furniture, while a sofa is more formal in function and design. I say all of this because I am going couch/sofa shopping this weekend. Yeah, our livingroom couch is on its last leg being that it’s kind’a broken just enough to let us know it needs to be replaced, but not broken so much as to be unusable. The wife and I are about the spend a morning, and possible an afternoon, asking ourselves the “Fight Club” question; “What kind of couch defines me as a person?” I’m going with gray, or a navy blue; That defines me quite well as a person.

    I have written before about my odd interactions with other Tottenham fans in New York. Most of the time, I see someone with Tottenham gear on, and I’ll say something to them about the team, or say “Come on you, Spurs!” They react by saying, “What?” or “This isn’t mine, I’m borrowing it.” But the other day, as I had my Tottenham scarf on, a woman yelled at me, “How about that Liverpool match!?!” She was talking about the Carabao Cup match on Wednesday where the most confusing team in all of football, Tottenham Hotspur, managed to beat one of the best teams in the world – Liverpool. But… I wasn’t able to watch the match or see the highlights, yet I knew that they had won… All I could say to the woman was, “I didn’t watch it, but I know they won!” Not the stirring response she was looking for, I know.

    And I want to end with a movie I just watched, and I might review later. It is one of the most original comedies I have seen in a very a very long time. It’s called “Hundreds of Beavers.” Just… just watch the trailer, is all I ask.

  • I Like Coats, Scarves, and Gloves

    It’s cold in New York City, and I love it.

    For years now, winter around here hasn’t felt like winter. More like a “Perpetual End of Autumn” that carried on till the start of April. At least one Nor’easter would blow through every year, and dump four to six inches of snow on us, but within a week it would all be gone, and the reign of light coats would return. This was such a reliable pattern that the wife and I started to wonder if the winters of our first years in the City were a thing of memory.

    But starting Christmas week, the winters of the past returned; Snow fell and stayed on the ground, the temperature hung around freezing, and a feeling needing to be wrapped up on the couch was ever present.

    Perhaps I am a bit romantical when it comes to winter. I did grow up in Texas, where it rarely got below forty degrees in the deepest part of winter, and just the hint of snow was enough to close down the schools and services. I think it is true that most people are drawn to the thing they are most denied, and for me that was cold weather.

    For you see, my whole family was born and raised in Illinois. All, except me. I mean, I was born there, but we moved south when I was six months old, so my experience was the opposite of everyone else. My family would talk about snowball fights, building snowmen and snow-forts. There were foreign chores of shoveling out driveways and sidewalks. Keeping blankets, kitty litter, and chocolate bars in the car just in case. I remember seeing a pair of my father’s old snow boots, black rubber, that were up on a self in the garage, where they only thing they did was gather dust and become a relic of his other life.

    When I moved to New York back in 2006, it briefly snowed on my first Thanksgiving here, and it was close to the most magical thing that ever happened to me. That first snowstorm the following January was a moment of excitement, but also hammered home how unprepared I was for winter. I only had a Texas winter coat, which wasn’t a winter coat. No snow boots, but I did have a huge scarf that a good friend had given to me before I moved. I soon got a peacoat from an Army/Navy store on 16th and 6th, and still own it to this day. I have gone through several different pairs of snow shoes, and I am proud to tell you that I also still have that original scarf I was given – As it is rather long and thick, I pull it out to wrap my face on exceptionally cold days.

    The last time I talked to my dad, about a week ago, he was telling me of the coming winter storm headed his way in Texas. He dreaded it, and honestly, I think it annoyed him highly that it will get so very cold. “I moved down here to get away from all of that,” he told me, “I had enough cold to last me several lifetimes.” When he got the opportunity in his life, he ran to where it was hot, and took all of along with him.

  • Music Video Wednesday

    I got this album as a birthday gift way back when. I loved the hell outta it.

  • There Goes the Social Neighborhood

    So, Zuck just bent the knee and kissed the ring.

    You know, I got off Twitter because of Elon, moving over to Threads… I guess I need to get my BlueSky account going. Sadly, I will have to keep Facebook, because that’s the only way I can communicate with anyone I know over the age of 60. I like my Instagram account, yet it will have to be a causality in the social media wars.

    All of this makes me wonder if my Myspace and Tumblr accounts are still active?

    I hated hearing people use the phrase, “post-truth world” as it seemed like such a melodramatic phrase. Now…

    And this isn’t about free speech and expression. One side will be given carte blanche while the other will be pushed out of the algorithm rotation. Just look at what Elon did to Twitter. On that platform there is only one side of the debate, and it’s his.

    As old media slowly dies off, through market forces or by investment firms’ system of strangulation, social media will play a larger role in the flow of information, and what will be considered the truth.

  • New Year, New Me

    I have a moustache now. I won’t keep it, though. It will succumb to the razor after the Super Bowl. But, for now, it is a new me.

    The kid is back at school, the wife is back at work, and I am back at the desk. Life has begun again after the Winter/Christmas/New Year Break. In fact, it’s is snowing in the City today, which does make me feel better about everything.

    Normally with my first post of the New Year, I will lay out some plan of what I want to accomplish for the year. Not resolutions, but more like goals. Yet, I don’t much feel like doing that this year. There are things I need to do, like finish the bedroom sound tile project, moving to a new storage space, and so on and so forth. I will make a list, and I will mark things off that list when I complete them, but I am not in a hurry to make that list. But really, that’s just a task list.

    See, I think I will make my “Goals List” in February. I’m going to let January happen, and see what the 2025 has to offer me first; I want to see how it plays the game. This way I will get a lay of the land, and then I will have a better idea of what my goals need to be.

    Oh! I do want to update the site. That’s really not a goal, more of a task, but if you are here reading this – I’m not happy with how the site looks. It doesn’t reflect the person I am now. Which is a guy with a short term moustache.