My wife's hosting book club, so the kids and I have to make ourselves scarce for a while. There's nothing good at the movies and I was at a loss. The Girl suggested, "Let's do what you did when you were my age: hang out at the mall." The '90s really are back!
It's a Festivus Eve miracle! My Christmas mix is finally done. Enjoy.
And if you don't dig on Spotify, here's a YouTube playlist. Another Festivus Eve miracle! https://t.co/1ahNYCParP
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Micah Tries Holiday Food on Clearance: Norman Rockwell's favorite pizza wasn't terrible, but I don't think I'll feel the need to ever experience it again.
Por exemplo, here is this year's worst new Christmas song so far. As someone elbow-deep in December retail, I appreciate the sentiment, but it is so cringe, as the kids say.
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Clearly you haven't listened to that much Christmas music then. Over the years I've consumed an unhealthy amount. That Paul McCartney song ain't the Beatles, but it's fine, really. Trust me, there are far, far worse songs out there.
Thanks to my lawsuit over their milkshakes not containing any actual eggnog, this year Dairy Queen has given them a more accurate name and description. You're welcome.
I finished the second season of Severance last night and haven't been this upset with a finale since the Sopranos. No amount of Mr. Milchick dancing to a marching band can redeem it. Thank you for your attention to this matter.
Sometimes you have to travel far from home to discover yourself. For instance, it wasn't until I went to a tacky tourist shop here at the beach that I found out I absolutely needed chicken and waffles-themed swim trunks.