It's Raining. It's Nice. For Now.

It's raining, finally, and right when it should: on Tuesday. Rain Monday through Friday is always permitted, since Plotnik seldom has to use the freeway during the week. Clear weather Saturday and Sunday is mandatory, especially on Holiday Weekends, when Christmas comes on Tuesday.

Perhaps someone can tell Plotnik what that Buddhist-y looking round thing is that has appeared in the middle of the picture above?

Last night, Plot and Duck had to return to The Great Mall of China to try and exchange a sweater that was found, just before wrapping, to have a hole in it. Seeing as Duck was wrapping and she knew the sweater was for her, since she'd asked Plotnik to buy it for her for Christmas, back the two went to the mall. While waiting for the sales clerk to do what she had to do, the Christmas Music was very, very loud and very, VERY awful.

When did 'My Favorite Things' become a Christmas song? And why should Robert Goulet be allowed to sing it? Especially heinous is the ending: "Then I Don't Feel So BADDDDDDDDD!!!" Goulet really punches that BADDDDD note, like he's feeling better than he ever did when he was alive.

Plottie has only heard 'It Must Have Been the Mistletoe' twice this year, once by Vicki Carr and once by Barbara Mandrell. The Streisand version has been out of his earshot (sadly), as has the one by all the music boxes (gratefully). There may have been more ear-rings, but Plot's ears are not like they used to be. Duck had to point it out to him in REI.

Robert Goulet should NOT be allowed to sing 'My Favorite Things.' John Coltrane owns that tune and that's all we're gonna say about it.