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22
Dec 11

The Christmas card picture

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It has come to our attention — mostly because one of my grandmothers brought it up today — that there might be some confusion about the Christmas card. So, if you received this lovely image on thick stock of our happy and charming faces, please allow me to explain.

To my family: this is not someone in The Yankee’s family.

To The Yankee’s family: these are not people from my family.

At a football game late in the year we saw Aubie Claus here taking pictures with kids.

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He and Mrs. Aubie Claus let us take a picture, too. File this under one of those unique little college town experiences.

So War Eagle, and Merry Christmas, from Auburn.


20
Dec 11

Can I be through shopping yet?

Winter is here. The ladybugs are coming inside.

Ladybug

“Just hanging out on the tail light. You weren’t planning on going anywhere were you? Think of all of the aphids that could pop up if I blew off your car miles away. You should probably just stay here.”

The biggest part of winter, so far, has been the complete absence of the sun. If there’s any consolation to the ladybug thing, however, it is that tomorrow is the longest night of the year. And with the shortest day of the year soon behind us, we have plenty to look forward to!

The optimist on the first day of winter is a fool before the last freeze of spring.

Family and shopping today. Picked up a bicycle for a secret Santa gift. Did this at K-Mart, where they have three registers open during the Christmas rush. There is a reason they work at K-Mart. It is a nice little bike, though. The unsuspecting older man that will get this gift is due an upgrade. He pedals a hand-me-down to the store and back home again, but the brakes are gone and the gears are shot.

Finished shopping for my mother. Failed at shopping for my grandparents.

If you fail at three places in a row you should just go home. And so we did.

Family visiting, picked up Chinese food, made a drug store run and then watched the night drift away on the History Channel.

Tomorrow will be a lot like today.


19
Dec 11

Travel day

Hit the road, Jack.

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“There’s no place like the interstate for the holidays … ”

Woke up this morning for breakfast, but the Barbecue House was closed. Everyone who’s ever been in the parking lot of a closed restaurant has muttered oaths and proclaimed the owners as losers of money. You want to spend yours there, after all. But who knows what drove the man to make this choice?

Maybe he just wanted a break. Maybe opening for lunch at 10 means he can sleep in until 8. Maybe he has a problem with biscuits. Maybe there’s a shortage of butter.

You never know. (Though I’ll ask Mr. Price next time I see him.) You just go find breakfast somewhere else. So we went to Cracker Barrel, where there are neither barrels nor crackers. Breakfast. And then packed for the first of the holiday adventures.

After packing — or maybe it was during? — I had to take a short nap. Apparently all of my energy hasn’t yet returned.

So. Finished packing. I had my oil changed before leaving and the guy noticed I have a blown headlight.

I’ll fix that, then.

“Well … The dealerships like you to bring these in because there’s a seal … ”

Designers have begun engineering cars to so completely befuddle the average owner that you must bring your car back to the dealership.

I called the dealership to ask them about how much this would cost.

About $175, to $310, depending on the kind of light in it, he said.

So I’ll be doing that at home. Not that I’d intended to take the thing in. I believe I can turn the wheel, turn a 10mm wrench and find 10 minutes to spare.

Halfway through the drive there was a visit to the mall, which was actually painless, and then a bookstore for a brief bout of Christmas shopping. Dinner at Jim ‘N’ Nicks in Gardendale — has the chain gone downhill since we left town or just that store? — and then the rest of the drive. Lots of driving.

Made it in just before midnight. Everyone was already asleep. Oh yes, the road hits back.


18
Dec 11

Happy Birthday

Lazlo Hollyfeld, the impossibly old undergrad living between the walls in Real Genius was 28 when he won 32.4 percent of the Frito-Lay “Enter-as-often-as-you-want” sweepstakes.

By the age of 30 Alexander the Great had built one of the largest empires the ancient world had ever known, ranging from the Ionian Sea to the Himalayas.

Rocky Balboa — in Rocky III! — was a washed up ex-champ fighting to regain his title at the age of 34.

Me

I’m now older than all of them.


17
Dec 11

Catching up

The rare — as in it has never happened before — Saturday edition of the Catching up post.

Why? You might have noticed if you’ve been around this week that I’ve been a little under the weather. Not to worry, I’ve dutifully hosed the router with Lysol. Also, these are photos I’ve been hanging onto since last weekend. So they need to be shared before they disappear like some bad Back to the Future plot device. Also, tomorrow, where the Catching up post would regularly go, is already done.

We drove into the capital after the Army-Navy game last weekend. I’ve only been once and The Yankee has never been. We could see the Monument from the stadium. We were 12 miles away. It would be a shame not to see a little bit more.

So here are those pictures. First, a panorama of the Washington Monument and the Jefferson Memorial. This one might well be worth clicking to embiggen:

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A side view of the Jefferson Memorial, which I did not get to see in my only other visit to D.C.:

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Front of the Jefferson Memorial, as seen from the Potomac:

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With the moon:

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The Washington Monument, with the capitol building in the background:

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The Lincoln Memorial. Also something I did not get to see in my first visit:

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The great man:

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One side of the new World War II Memorial. Each one of those columns represents a state and territory and the sacrifices made by the sons and daughters of that state. Alabama’s marker is over to the left in this picture:

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The top of the Washington Monument, still closed after the recent earthquake, and the flag flying over the World War II Memorial:

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Two pictures from this trip have also worked their way into the banners along the top and bottom of the blog, as well. As always, click refresh!