Hello, my still-stuffed pilgrims! How are you? It looks like the cold is here to stay. Mumble, grumble, gripe, and groan. It’s time to put on my winter face, which consists mostly of a frown. I betcha we get another crazy, cold winter. Let’s go for the record, whatever it is. More ice, cold, snow. We can do it!
At least there’s good news in Packerland. Last week, the Green Bay Packers took down the New England Patriots. Next up is the Atlanta Falcons on Monday, December 8, 7:30 PM at Lambeau Field. Pulverize them, Pack.
In the Irregular Football League, we’re already into our quarterfinals. The Screaming Psychics still have a fighting chance. I predict that we’ll come from behind and be the champions.
The hustle and bustle of this time of year can get on the nerves of some people. Personally, I’ve already had it with Christmas music wherever I go. And it seems that wherever I go, I invariably hear “Jingle Bell Rock” by one of a half dozen different artists. It is embedded into my mind for the rest of the month, I know. My brain will be mush by the New Year.
I’ve been out shopping a couple of times, and the crowds were generally well behaved. As I understand it, by opening on Thanksgiving night, most of the rowdies were gone by Black Friday. Yes, you still get the occasional elbow in the gut, or someone steps on your toes, but it’s not like Armageddon.
Now there’s an answer to the burning question, “Do people just forget how to drive on snow?” - http://www.thenorthwestern.com/story/news/local/2014/11/29/people-just-forget-drive-snow/19666759/ The answer is being provided by UW-Whitewater psychology professor David Havas. The answer? Yup. I watch this happen every year and just shake my head.
They say that driverless cars will take care of all of our driving needs. I know that Google and some automakers are conducting tests on driverless cars. They sound spooky to me. I think that artificial driving is still well in our future. The skills are too complex for a machine to master (for now). I think it’d be neat to hop into my driverless car and say, “Milwaukee,” while I read the newspaper, watch TV, work online, whatever.
That’s it for this week, my loving dears. Keep your eyes peeled for icy spots. Slow down around school buses. Bask in the radiance of the season.
I love you all,