So I met one of the people from my new company today. He's from Dallas, and since we were staying at the same hotel, we had decided to meet up in the morning. We met downstairs, and headed out the door. We both had rental cars, so we did that awkward, 'Um, maybe we should take one car' deal, but you're debating who is gonna be the driver.

Since I had my stuff in the car, I volunteered.

It snowed last night, so there was some snow and ice on the car. I started the car and brought out the snowbrush and proceeded to do my duty. He stood outside in the cold and made conversation with me so I wasn't too lonely. It was too late that I realized that as I was swiping snow off the car, I was actually throwing the snow on him. Oops!

So we're in the car, and I'm pulling out of the hotel parking lot.

"Um, I think you're going to hit the curb." Why yes, that is true. Who knew the driveway was so narrow? Oops.

He hadn't had breakfast yet and asked if we could stop by McDonalds. I say sure and go to the drive-thru. I roll down my window to make the order and...oh wait, let's back up a bit. My window is frozen shut. I can't roll it down. So I open my door and make the order. I drive up to pay and pray that my window opens, but nope. I'm about to get out of the car to pay, but he beats me to it. He gets out of his side of the car and walks up to the window and pays, then walks up to the other window to pick up his food.

Yeah. I'm cool. REALLY cool.

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I hate to admit it, but I'm watching the 'Nick and Jessica Christmas Hour', or whatever the hell it's called. It's like watching a train wreck. Jessica's acting is awful. And as much as I love her voice, I can't stand to watch her spasms as she sings. It's just too much. You don't even listen to her voice anymore.

I think the highlight was the reunion of 98 Degrees. The song they chose to sing ("i'll be home for christmas") was well done - great harmonies, great arrangement. Most of the other songs were pretty bad - especially the Bing Crosby trio they did. The one I was most disappointed in was when Brian McKnight came to sing "Oh Holy Night", which is my favorite Christmas carol. How tall is this guy? He's as big as a Christmas tree! Anyway, he sang it well. Jessica, how ever, was too over the top. That song needs to be sung, sung for the sake of singing. When she sang her part, it was as if she was singing to perform and entertain. For people to look at her and be amazed at her vocal tricks. No thank you. I'll stick to Brian's heartfelt, soulful rendering.

Isn't there anything better on TV? I don't know. I'm too lazy to change the channel.

Posted by Yano at December 1, 2004 09:07 PM

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