The commotion is beginning to resemble a Roman orgy

It is the penultimate day of Christmas. Today’s gift count (286): you currently have 11 pipers piping, 20 hyperactive effete British gentlemen, knocking furniture over, 27 Pole dancers (draw the shades, the neighborhood kids are staring into your windows), 32 organized dairy workers striking for better working conditions, 35 Swans making a racket, befouling yourContinue reading “The commotion is beginning to resemble a Roman orgy”

I trawl the outer banks of the intraweb for trivia.

Today is National Trivia Day. It is observed across the United States each year on January 4. We observe trivia day, everyday here. Most Muppets are left-handed! That’s because the puppeteers who help the soft cloth heroes act in TV shows and films use their dominant hand, which is in most cases their right, toContinue reading “I trawl the outer banks of the intraweb for trivia.”

The Peanuts for the last time

January 3, 2000 –The last daily Peanuts strip ran on this date. The comic strip, which centered around the iconic Charlie Brown, his dog Snoopy, and their friends, had been running since 1950. Almost 20,000 strips were published in total, not to mention the musicals, movies, and television specials that featured the Peanuts gang. DemandContinue reading “The Peanuts for the last time”

By now, your neighbors hate you

Today’s gift count (220): you currently have 10 Leaping Lords, (the ten lords represent the Ten Commandments,) 18 Rockettes, 24 young milkmaid, 28 Swans making a racket, 30 geese a’ laying, 30 golden rings, 28 calling birds, 24 French hens, 18 turtledoves and 10 partridges in their respective pear trees. Today is also the feastContinue reading “By now, your neighbors hate you”

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

Today is Memento Mori Day, a tradition started in ancient Rome that serves as a reminder that we will all die, one day soon. It is said that in ancient Rome, when a victorious general would return to the city for his triumph (victory parade), a slave would walk behind him, whispering in his ear:Continue reading “The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.”