I was looking through all my (currently unpublished ‘cause I’m garbage) blog posts and came across the one I did last December where I ranked Christmas songs from favorite to least favorite.
So since I’m the least interesting human being on the planet, let’s do that with Christmas movies.
(Also, just like the Christmas songs, only movies that I’ve seen and remember are on here.)
A Christmas Story
This is THE Christmas movie. Fight me. I always loved how TBS had this running all day (like, all 24 hours) on Christmas.
The Santa Clause
Home Alone 2: Lost in New York
My mom will not be pleased with me, but I do really enjoy the Home Alone movies. The second one was better than the first one.
A Muppet Christmas Carol
I like to think that Charles Dickens would have been down with Gonzo playing him in this movie.
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Tim Burton, pre-Johnny Depp.
Jingle All the Way
Arnold Schwarzenegger in comedic roles is the best Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Miracle on 34th Street
I just like this story.
Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas
This is like some weird little off-shoot, straight to DVD movie. It’s like a mid-quel or something, but I like it, okay?
How the Grinch Stole Christmas
The original only. LEAVE DR. SEUSS ALONE
The only reason this isn’t last on the list is because I’d probably actually appreciate it now that I’m older. My dad would make me watch this every Christmas and I was so done with it.
It’s a Wonderful Life
Too…grim? I just never liked this one.
It’s getting to be the holiday season, yo! Which means I’ve got these two 5 Second Film films going through my head at random times:
“God bless you, San-ta.”
Edit: hahahaha, I’ve never seen this one until now:
Miniature Fireplace Stabs-A-Lot Jesus is the stuff of nightmares.
It’s not Christmas without some Pentatonix.
Edit: Woah, nice:
That lady in the white sweater? Yikes, what an awesome voice!
We have a Christmas tree!
I also have more crap to put on my trinket shelf.
What is my trinket shelf, you ask? It’s a shelf full of random items I’ve gathered over the years. Behold! (Clicky clicky to make it bigger)
Let me guide you through this nonsense, because some of it’s obvious on the picture and some of it’s not.
- A glass Santa paperweight my dad got me a looooong time ago.
- This doesn’t really belong on the shelf, but I tend to keep it there anyway. It’s a thing that measures the ambient temperature of whatever it’s pointed at.
- A glass seal that my mom gave me.
- A little glow-in-the-dark kitty with angel wings. I think it used to be a pin but the back fell off. I can’t bear to part with cats of any sort, so I kept it.
- A pinecone. Because yeah.
- A keychain from Sweden (that’s missing the keychain part).
- A deer-shaped basket. This was just added to the shelf!
- LEIBNIZ STAMP. The most important thing on the shelf.
- Totoro plushie with my “I Voted” sticker from this year’s election.
- A rubber ball for dogs. Nate and I both bought dog toys for ourselves at one of the pet stores up here, because we’re adults and we can do whatever we want.
- It’s hard to see on the pic, but the ball is propped up by a small roll of silver tape.
- Buddhas from Hawaii.
- A cat that my mom’s old co-worker gave to me.
- A rainbow butterfly that Nate gave me back around the time we first met.
- A random golf ball.
- A sponge that I rescued from the road (I know, I know, gross.)
- Another rescued sponge.
- Pusheen tags.
- A duck that was originally Nate’s.
- A green guitar pick I found on the sidewalk.
- The piece of fabric underlying everything is one I’ve been carrying around since like 1999 because I like the pattern.
I don’t know how Nate puts up with me.
Heeeeeeeeeeey, it’s time for FAKE CHRISTMAS IN MOSCOW!
‘Cause that is the tradition here. At least one member of the family (me, my dad, etc.) is usually not around on actual December 25th, so we have “fake Christmas” on a different day.
‘Cause we’re cool.
Anyway, I got a Fitbit from my dad since he knows I like to track and record stuff like that. He also gave both me and my mom one of my grandma’s crystal paperweights. Grandma had approximately 3,000 of them and I apparently loved to pick them up and toddle around with them when I was young enough to barely be able to walk. I made her panic, haha. It means a lot to us that we each have one of those to remember my grandma by.
Merry Christmas, people!
It’s still weird being back in Moscow. I really do feel like it’s been at least half a decade since I’ve been here last.
My mom got me, among other things, every sock I’ve listed on my blog since September, haha, and also got me that super colorful dress/shirt thingy. My dad’s off in cruise-land and won’t be back until the 31st, so we won’t be doing our usual two-day Christmas thing, though I suppose we’ll have “Christmas” again when he gets back.
Pretty uneventful day today, sorry.
Yay, Christmas with my mom! We hung out upstairs and utilized my dad’s super giant TV to watch YouTube vids and play Geometry Wars.
Look what she got me:
She knows me so well. She also got me a new pot to replace the one that currently provides me with more than my daily allowance of Teflon flakes.
Bonus: Annabelle got catnip and toy mice! She still seemed pretty miffed that we were in her part of the house, though, haha.
Today was a fairly crappy Christmas for both my mom and myself (due to the wonderful, wonderful circumstances this year has brought both of us).
But my mom is an awesome human being (have I mentioned this yet? I need to mention it more) and surprised me with the book I was raving about a few months ago.
Observe this bad boy:
1,800 glorious pages of statistical tests, examples, and explanations. 43 individual statistical tests.
What am I going to do with this glorious wealth of knowledge?
LOVE IT, OF COURSE!
I also think I’m going to use this as the basis for a new blog starting January 1st. I think I’m going to call it StatsWeekly, and in it I’m going to, once a week, go over one of the tests in the Big Bad Stats Book of Awesomeness. I’ll find an appropriate data set, analyze it using the weekly featured tests, and discuss the interpretation and its implications.
How’s that sound? I’ll try to keep it away from this blog, ‘cause I know you’re all probably sick of my gushing over stats.
Yay! And Merry Christmas, ladies and gents!
On an unrelated note, bleaching my hair does not work. 90 minutes of bleach intensity does practically NOTHING. I think my hair needs to be lab analyzed for its weirdness.
Tomorrow is “Boxing Day” which translates to “Play Fallout 3 Incessantly Day.”
It’ll certainly be better than today was.
Today’s song: Sleepyhead (Neo Tokyo Remix) originally by, of course, Passion Pit
HOLY CRAP look what I got!!!
I completely forgot I asked for this, so it was a very pleasant surprise upon opening the box. It also made for a very amusing few minutes during which I was screaming with glee and my mom had to explain to her freaked out boyfriend that this reaction was natural.
On this great day of Christmas, my family gave to me:
12 Sharpie markers (all different colors!)
11 packs of Bic pens (they know of my pen fetish)
10 of those big pink erasers (except they’re not just pink—they’re blue and purple and green, too!)
9 pieces of jewelry (a bit excessive, I must admit, but I did get a few cool pairs of earrings)
7 books on philosophy
6 flash drives (cause my dad’s forgetful and wrapped three together and then the other three separately and forgot he got me the first group)
5 pairs of socks (sexy, colorful, outrageous socks, of course)
4 seasons of Futurama (that’s all of them!!)
3 electronic gizmos (a new camera, a little electric light thingy that responds to music, and a flashlight, cause I needed one)
2 books on tape (Plato’s Phaedo and Apology)
And a book on Psychometrics that’s also orange!