Scott Muoio's 12 CDs of Christmas

Every year Scott does me the great service of telling me what music to listen to as I prepare to make and break my New Year resolutions:

Undependent Media: The 12 CDs of Christmas

Last year, following my list of The 12 CDs of Christmas 2007, I was challenged...regarding the validity of titling my yearly article The 12 CDs of Christmas. CDs...were a bastion of a former era now almost completely supplanted by mp3s. My brittle self-conscious ego shattered, I considered the obvious: was I merely a dinosaur hanging onto a term that no longer held merit in our latest technological age?

Not so easy for me, a dude in love with ‘80s music, checkerboard patterns, and googie architecture (look it up!). Certainly a la carte music purchasing is all the rage, but for better and worse, I still need the concept of “the album” to get me through the night.

Ignore for a moment all the aggravating negatives of the compact disc and consider the thing the CD still has going for it. Above all else, the CD remains the most modern piece of media we can hold in our hands, raise up to our friends and proclaim, “this is an album you’ve got to hear!” You can’t do that with mp3s, you can’t do that with Facebook, and you can’t do that with Youtube.

Polar Bear Dip

This is what we do at our holiday party.

Doughnut Fail

Like I said before...screw you, Olympic Mountains! You have failed us for the last time.

The Doughnut of Power

For years I've been campaigning against the Olympic Mountains. They get in the way of our sunset view, they could be razed in favor of massive condo developments, and make the process of getting to the western-most point in the contiguous United States a complete pain in the ass.

But today, my friends, they have bailed the City of Seattle out in a major way. I nominate the "Doughnut of Power" as the greatest convergence-zone related weather phenomenon of 2008.

Elizabeth's Blair Witch Project Candy Cabin

The House Fatty is Back

Five years ago I hit a low of 123 pounds after a long run in hot weather. Today I hit 161 pounds after a marathon Thanksgiving feast. The circle of life is complete.

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