If you have older children who can appreciate navigational technology (or you just like to have fun relaying his annual trip to the kids), NORAD is once again tracking Santa's movements across the globe.
As of posting, Santa has only four minutes left in Austrailia.
The overreaction of the year goes to the NFL for fining Shaun Ellis for throwing into the stands after the Jets loss to the Seattle Seahawks on Sunday.
The fans were pelting the players with snow as they exited the field, and so, in fun, Ellis picked up a pile of snow and gingerly tossed it upward, into the stands where many of the throwers were poised. As a result of this horrible, dangerous response to poor, innocent fans, the NFL is fining him $10,000.
To take a break from all the holiday madness, I recently took comfort in TNT, one of many cable stations that decides to run a mainstream movie and replay it 3,000 times in one weekend. Examples of movies run into oblivion include The American President, Shawshank Redemption, and, most recently, Jerry Maguire.
As much as I'll be the first to acknowledge how far the strong have fallen a la Tom Cruise, watching movies like Born on the Fourth of July and Jerry Maguire compel me to give credit where credit is due: his performance in both movies is masterful and do not rely on his looks alone, the very thing that carried his early movies.
In fact, Cuba Gooding Jr. as Rod Tidwell in Jerry Maguire also showed some acting acumen, but the Oscar really should have gone elsewhere, but not to Tom Cruise either.
Below is a clip from the show that might not readily come to mind when you consider the film's most memorable moments. Clearly, Jonathan Lipnicki as the adorable little son, the "You had me at hello" line, and "show me the money" are all easy quotables. However, at least to me, the scene below, played by one of the most underrated actresses around, Regina King, was one of my favorites. Why?
The message is simple, though not everyone gets it: Nothing is more important than family.
Both my kiddies have been sick with runny, hacking, snotty colds, which means they are like everyone else's kids this time of year.
Just in time for Christmas.
Anyway, my littlest one not only has a horrible cold/cough/cling-syndrome, but he's also sporting some pretty robust molars just below the gums and so, just when I thought normal sleep was right around the corner, I was wrong.
The hight point?
Yesterday, he coughed right in my mouth, meaning I'll have a lovely cold just in time for Christmas.
"And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more." -Dr. Seuss