Looks like I'm able to work for Grandma again for a little while, anyway. The roads are drivable again. I got work up by a phone call at 7 Saturday morning informing me of this, and telling me that I was expected up there within an hour. That really, really sucked. But at least I got a good-sized day in and now have grocery money. I got myself some frozen meatballs, frozen "Asian-style" chicken, frozen honey-battered chicken tenders, frozen mozzarella sticks, non-frozen honey mustard Pringles...lots of tasty but unhealthy things. I won't go hungry for awhile.
I'll be so glad when Christmas is over. I'm...not a very festive person, obviously. Advertisers just use it as an excuse to use the same three or four tired Christmas songs in their commercials every year. There's the annual "Merry Christmas vs. Happy Holidays" deathmatch that I'm soooo tired of hearing by now. And I'm forced into awkward family gatherings I really have a hard time enjoying. It's....not my favourite time of the year.
Y'know what I like about the Philadelphia Eagles? The wings on their helmets look like big, bushy, comical old man eyebrows.
Finally,
my full series review of "Monk". And thus my obligations for writing crap about the show are complete!