Before Thanksgiving I saw a neat looking instrumental-swing Christmas album at the local bookstore. Since I'm a staunch believer in one holiday at a time, I didn't buy it. But when I went back this morning it was no longer on the shelf. So instead, I bought Christmas With The Rat Pack. (Incidentally, I've always wanted that poster, hint hint.) I'm probably the only straight 25-year-old male in the world who owns this CD. Say what you want about Sammy Davis Jr., that cool cat can belt out a mean Jingle Bells. And The Chairman of The Board, Old Blue Eyes himself... forget about it. Nobody in the history of the world has been or ever will ever be as cool as Frank Sinatra. With the possible exception of Humphrey Bogart of course. That would be one hell of a fight, Bogart Vs. Sinatra. Or better yet a double feature: Bogart Vs. Mothra followed by Sinatra Vs. Rodan. Oh wait, here's a good one, Mechagodzilla Vs. Chuck Norris. Hey Bryan, what was that Chuck Norris fact site? Also, remember that time I had to check the temperature of the ham so I stuck my fingers in it, then you told me next time I should at least buy the ham a drink first? I was thinking of that the other day for some reason. Also on a different, the other day, I rented a documentary on Kasparov Vs. Deep Blue. It was really interesting even though it was definitely slanted to try and say there was human intervention in Deep Blue's process. On one of my Live CD's the band has a discussion about what it meant for Kasparov, a human to lose to deep blue, a machine. For 2 two points, name that band.