My, my, my Delilah

No, this isn’t about the awesome song made popular by Tom Jones, although that’s had a prominent place in this past weekend. This is about the radio host Delilah, host of “Delilah After Dark”, a popular syndicated show. Usually I really like Delilah. When I used to travel I would tune in and feel like I was listening to this really nice friend I knew talk to people and make them feel really special. So, when I ran out to find eggnog I tuned in, because it was on and I was only in the car for a hot minute. I was seriously dissapointed.

This obviously Midwestern guy calls in and says he’s baking cookies with his wife so their kids could decorate them tomorrow. He says he just wanted to call and dedicate a song to his beautiful wife, mother of his four beautiful children. Delilah asks if they’re sugar cookies. The guy says yes. So Delilah advises the guy not to cook them until they are golden brown, because then they will be too hard to eat. So the guy says that his wife bakes all the time and that she’s right over his shoulder “breaking him in” tonight. So Delilah asks “how many children do you have?” HELLO! He said he had four! Then Delilah says “have fun with your wife and kids”. Delilah! Obviously the children are already in bed, and he and his wife are staying up to bake the cookies they’re going to decorate tomorrow. He dedicated “Merry Christmas Baby” by Bruce Springsteen. That’s a grown-up Christmas song! He and the wifey are hanging out in the kitchen, drinking wine and making cookies and possibly working on baby number five. Crappy “phone detective” work, Delilah. Crappy.

100th Post – And Another Migraine

I don’t know what it is about this particular Christmas. Maybe it’s the economy or my depresing work situation or just a little 31-year-old midlife crisis but I’m pretty blue. One thing that is helping out (or hurting, depending on how you look at it) is the barrage of Christmas programming on the Lifetime Channel and the Lifetime Movie Network. Heaven help me, I’m enjoying the crap out of these movies. I mean, how many different versions of a Christmas Carol can one company make?

I will say that I’ve been known to scorn Lifetime programming in the past. In fact, my buddy Shell posted an article I wrote on his website: http://www.toptenz.net/top-10-worst-lifetime-original-movies.php. Either I’ve changed or they really ramp up the programming for Christmastime, or I’m immune to the crapulence that exudes from the television set. At least I’ve only allowed myself to watch in the bedroom – where we don’t have a DVR and I don’t muck up the queue with a bunch of these movies that would surely make Dwight roll his eyes so hard they might hop out of thier sockets.

So, stay tuned for the Top Ten Best Lifetime Christmas Movies. I think I’ll write it as soon as someone removes the knife that is lodged firmly above my left eye. Until then I will remain wracked by dirty-house guilt and wallow under the uncomfortably warm comforter and watch the cat lick herself in the flickering glow of a Lifetime Christmas movie starring Neil Patrick Harris and Naomi Watts. DOn’t worry. I don’t hate myself at all right now. Not at all.