Top 10, er, 12 Christmas songs part 2, electric boogaloo

Here they are – the second five from my top 10 12 Christmas songs.  They were 10 in my first cut (check out the first five), but I found a couple of more while listening to XM the last few days.  Ultimately, I couldn’t leave any of these out.  And really, 10 was an arbitrary number anyway.  So, here are the second seven.  Enjoy the snow-covered goodness.

Top 10 Christmas songs… at least to me… stop judging!

The other day, I heard Jewel’s rendition of “O Holy Night.”  It was one of the worst holiday efforts I’ve ever heard, causing me to spend several minutes trying to find a single word that signified just how awful I was.  Finally, I gave up and had to make one up.  It was fuckin’crapsuckasstinabular.  Seriously, I considered switching to Judaism or going with Festivus afterward.  But, then I realized just how bad I would do at the “Feats of Strength.”

Helping a Tiger with his tale

Earlier today, Tiger Woods fired the apology heard ’round the world.  You read it.  I read it.  We all read it.

Act Like You’ve Been There – and Other Tips for Rec Leaguers Everywhere

Just realized that for the first time in the four-year history of SMP, I let a month go by without a post.  Ah, the lost October.  Man, that’s just inexcusable. So, here comes a super-sized entry about something that’s near and dear to my heart.  At least after the last few weeks. Sportsmanship in rec leagues.

Everything I ever needed to know, I learned from hip hop

Sorry to my halves of dozens of fans out there who have been waiting for another blog post.  I’ve been pretty busy lately, and more importantly, my brain has become a non-functioning pool of applesauce.  But, like in previous funks, it took XM radio to break me out of this creative valley.

Facing the UNC football season with (very) guarded optimism

Earlier today, I heard a few NC State fans in the office discussing the upcoming football season.  They were going position-by-position, talking about the strengths and weaknesses of this year’s squad.  And, with the season less than a month away, you could feel the palpable sense of excitement.

Gates-Crowley-Gate: A Historical-ish View

It seems we’ve moved past the Michael Jackson ballyhoo to the “beer summitt” tempest in a teacup (or beer stein, as it were).  The media has latched on to the story of how a potential racial profiling case (maybe) was turned into a certifiable media spectacle (kinda).