Happy recognized Moloch Day!

I tell you what, there’s something about partially blurring things that make them extra creepy.  Googling “Moloch” this time every year, it’s like I see the same images I do in prior years, but this time, this creepy thing showed up.  Turns out that it’s from the Sleepy Hollow show on FOX from the recent year, and it looks like that they’ve got the right idea of creating something creepy as hell by apparently always making him partially blurred.

Anyway, it is that time of year again, and if you’re still bamboozled to why it’s referred to as Moloch Day, click on this explanation from a previous year to enlighten yourself.

Evil demon god he may be, but if the United States government decides to honor his unholiness with a holiday, there’s clearly some merit to his previous existence.  The bottom line is that as long as I get a free paid day off of work, then there are no complaints from my end.

And of course, Happy New Years

It’s now 2014.  For the next 183 days, we are winding up the year, with hopes and aspirations of the best outcomes for ourselves and those we care about.  I don’t feel that 2013 was terrible by any stretch of the imagination, but we as human beings all love to feel optimistic that the following year should always strive to be better.  I have no problem with that.

For me, the year started off pleasantly, in the company of fine people, and admittedly pretty tanked.  There are text messages sent that I don’t remember, and this photo that I was too hammered to bother tagging people on that someone less inebriated than I took the liberty to do instead.  I used to feel that New Years Eves were supposed to be awesome and grandiose, but when the day is over, a chill evening with decent people is all I really want to bring in the next year.

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Merry Christmas!

I don’t really have a whole lot to say about the occasion, so I’ll let the picture do most of the talking for me.

It was nice to sleep in for two weekdays, and naturally they have felt way too short, but I can say that it was a pleasant and relaxing Christmas for me. I have probably eaten too much over the last few days, and will probably eat more than I should in the coming week or two, but that’s kind of what the holidays are all about, in some capacity.

And it was nice to finally catch up with a lot of the shows accumulating on the ol’ DVR, like American Horror Story: Coven and the fourth season of The Walking Dead.

Maybe a Blue Friday this year

Blue Steel Friday, that is.

I know it’s pretty much the Armageddon of capitalism every year, but I don’t really mind Black Fridays.  Sure, they’re stressful, exhausting and I’ve had my massive share of failures in the past, but I’ve also experienced triumphs and successes in acquiring big ticket items for substantial discounts and/or rewards.  Whereas there are lots of people who see Black Fridays as miserable commercial holidays of chaos, greed and materialism, I often see them as opportunities to make some smart purchasing.

Especially now that most merchants have actually moved into the twenty-first century and actually do as much peddling online as they do in-stores, it makes things a hundred times more efficient and less stressful, since I don’t have to wake up at 3 AM in order to wait in a line to get something I really want.

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The best ironic holiday of the year

You know who’s not working today?  Me.

You know why I’m not working today?  Confederate Memorial Day.

Yessir, a day that only a handful of states actually acknowledge, and really that’s only privy to state workers.  A lot of my co-workers often say that it’s embarrassing that Georgia acknowledges it, but I don’t hear them complaining about the paid day off work that comes with it.  Personally, it’s funny in an ironic way, but I’m also of the mindset that it’s best to embrace and acknowledge all history, good and bad.  It’s what makes things what they are, and it’s what makes Georgia, Georgia.

Either way, I’m glad that I have today off.  Having spent the entire weekend in Denver was fun, and I was happy to catch up with my homegirl Amy, as well as knocking one more MLB park off of my list, and getting to go see a minor league park in Colorado Springs additionally.  But after a weekend of lots of food and drink indulgence, with not enough sleep, high altitude effects, and even less sleep after taking the redeye back to Atlanta, today being off is a little bit of a godsend, even if it’s for “embarrassing” circumstances.

Happy Moloch Day!

I have a dream.  In fact, I have a dream, or sometimes several dreams, every single night.  Whether I remember them or not the following morning is a completely different matter, and sometimes when the dreams are so vivid and actually remembered, I sometimes write about them, because I like remembering the more interesting ones where I dream about women and/or doing cool things.

But anyway, since most of us are so privileged to have today off in honor of the Moloch, the Prince of Hell, I just want to give my thanks out to the bovine-headed demon lord for doing whatever he did to ensure that even today in modern times, we have today off of work.

Now if you’re taking today off in honor of some black guy that did something for civil rights, that’s fine and all too.  But when speaking with me, please be sure to very succinctly clarify such acknowledgement by appropriately saying you’re celebrating “Martin Luther King, Jr. Day,” because referring to the day as simply “MLK Day” means only one thing, which is celebrating Moloch.  And as far as I’m concerned, Moloch is just a tad bit older than King, and I mostly believe in the whole “he was there first” clause thing being fair, so Moloch gets first honors to the term MLK.

Photos: New Years Partying at Battle & Brew

When I was younger, there was always a part of me that felt some anxiety at the notion that New Years Eve parties had to be awesome, that they were supposed to be these big, grandiose shindigs, confetti, streamers, and all that made-for-television nonsense.  Eventually I realized that the best times I had on New Years Eves were always the ones that where the company was modest, but close and quality, and we frankly just enjoyed the time counting down the hours and minutes before midnight.

In spite of the slight hangover, being the studious and dedicated brogger that I am, I’m still prompt when it comes to actually posting pictures I take.

This  year, my friends and I spent our New Years Eve at Battle & Brew, our favorite nerd gaming bar.  We played games, enjoyed conversation, and some of us, like me, drank quite generously.  And I brought out the good camera to attempt to document some of the good times.  Sadly for myself, I felt like I was dressed pretty snazzy on this particular night, but as is often the case being the guy with the camera, there’s no documentation of such.  Que, sera, sera.

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