Sun. Jan. 21, 2007: I typically attempt to rid my apartment of Christmas cards and what not by January 5, but my freind John's apartment was not the case as he still has not taken down these cards. Also in small group, a number of the members mentioned their Christmas break.

Sat. Jan. 20, 2007: Buster happened to say Christmas on that morning about something or other. It's been four days of crap since then.

Fri., Jan 19, 2007: After a day without hearing the word, my assistant manager saved the day by mentioned she has her husband's company Christmas party tomorrow night.

Wed., Jan. 17, 2007: As I waited in line at Qdoba, I saw the lady's phone in front of me still had a Christmas tree on her screen saver. It is almost a month past Christmas, so I told to change it.

For American Idol Fans

To those of you who may have watched American Idol this past evening, I plead with you not to judge Minneapolis and all of Minnesota by this pathetic display of television. There are many people in Minnesota that can sing incredibly well. Some of the best college choirs in the world find there home in the upper midwest at schools like St. Olaf and Concordia. Unfortunately what we seen with American Idol displays one of the great pitfalls of American pop culture. A society that says if you try hard enough, you can become anything you want, breeds this false sense of security. I think we all need a Simon in our life to keep us grounded and knock some sense into our thick skulls. The one bright spot about the show is tomorrow night looks even worse, so people may soon forget about Minneapolis. For those of you needing more confirmation regarding the city I love, talk to me, and I'll convince you.

Tues., Jan. 16, 2007: While I was at work, I mentioned to my assistant manager that I really stupid song stuck in my head, to which she replied "I have Blue Christmas stuck in my head.

Monday, Jan. 15, 2007: Once again the word Christmas popped up in my book Marley and Me which is getting very sad because the dog is getting old.

Sunday, Jan. 14, 1007: I talked with my sister on the phone and we realized that it was the first time we'd talked since Christmas.

Sat. Jan. 13, 2007: Brock, Jesse, Davin and I enjoyed another nice breakfast at Barbara Lee's. Brock and I were proud to be wearing the hats of our college teams who incidently both lost in their bowl games. His was a little more devestating. Ohio State. He has a nice new hat which he had to tell us he recieved for Christmas.

Fri., Jan. 12, 2007: I sat down to watch King of Queens after a long day of selling paint. It happened to be a Christmas episode in which Arthur makes an ugly clay reindeer that he insists be hung on the tree.

Thurs., Jan. 11, 2007: On my first visit to the "Birchwood House" since I returned from Minnesota I was shocked to still see a Christmas tree in the living room. I exhorted them to take it down, but they won't. I am starting a betting pool that they won't take it down until mid-February. Two dollar minimum bet, over-under.

Wed., Jan. 10, 2007: Today, during a ridculously slow day at work, I began reading my latest book: Marley and Me: Life and Love with the World's Worst Dog. I will write a review if and when I finish it. Anyway, the author began talking about a Christmas story in the middle of the book. By the way, it is an excellent read.

Tues., Jan. 9, 2007: One of the contractors came into the store and began talking about the incredible Christmas party his boss through for their company. I'm sure it was just a bunch of dirty painters sitting around drinking, staring at the waitresses, and you know, talking about painting.

Monday, Jan. 8, 2007: Have you noticed John Mayer's newest song on the radio has the word Christmas in it? Well I did as I listened to it on the Max 102.3.

Sunday, Jan. 7, 2007: During lunch, John Kimball began telling us how good his daughter was in the Christmas play at schoo.

Sat. Jan. 6, 2007: As I walked into Jesse Rea's apartment, there sat a Christmas card staring me in the face.

Christmas is back!

Friday, Jan. 5, 2007: Well after two months of not tracking the occurance of Christmas throughout my day, I decided January 5 was the day to begin logging the phenomenon. Why the fifth? Well my grandpa always said, there is no use keeping Christmas decorations up after the fifth. So what happened? Well, in the office at work, the white board still has Merry Christmas written on it.