When the opening to the Bowie/Queen classic, “Under Pressure” begins…I secretly hope that it’s “Ice-Ice Baby.” I’m not proud of that.

I don’t find the the new vampire-detective drama “Moonlight” half as annoying as I thought I would. I mean, it’s no “Angel” but it doesn’t suck…and yes, I meant to say that.

I’m so not ready for the holidays…seriously…I think we had some silly idea that we’d have more money after I retired and we’d be able to get all new decorations. We might have a tree this year.

I’m really happy we have a fireplace…almost giddy especially on really cold nights.

I hate to admit this because I always have taught my airmen and the folks in the classes I’ve taught, “The first thing you do when troubleshooting anything electrical is to check your power supply.” Our clothes dryer was spinning but not drying…no heat. Did I break down and find my electrical probe to see if it was the outlet or perhaps the fuses? Of course not. I replaced everything in the dryer first. My son-in-law found the “so burnt it disintegrated in his hand” 20 amp fuse that was the real problem. I’m not supposed to beat myself too much over this, but jeez, I feel like a schmuck.

I’ve discovered from hearing recordings of my customer service calls at work, I say, “Ummmmm…” far too often. I haven’t done that in years…decades even.

I’d rather spend a Saturday afternoon cooking for my family and then spend the evening sitting around watching movies on DVD than to go out and DO something else.