A handful of unusual small things occurred Sunday.
First, the temperature dropped to -8. I'm not sure I've seen the thermometer that low my entire adult life. Wind chill was at least -25 (it was -20 in the afternoon, when the temperature was 0). Of course, it's not as cold as this place (where people don't start to complain until it hits -40).
Second, I watched a little bit of The Incredibles with my kids last night. It was aired as part of ABC Family's 31 Days of Christmas extravaganza. During the second round of commercials, they aired a Victoria Secret's commercial (compete with ample cleavage and high thigh shots), followed by a cologne commercial, complete with shirtless men climbing on women. Unbelievable. Network people are trolls.
Third, I bought some of that Emergen-C. It helps fight off colds and supposedly gives a boost of energy. I was dragging a bit after dinner, so I filled my Elvis glass with Mountain Dew, then dumped in a packet and stirred. The thing fizzed up and gushed over the sides of the glass. Odd chemical reaction, that. But the resulting drink was excellent (I used the pink lemonade flavor), and I felt good the rest of the night.
Fourth, my godson, nephew, and next-door neighbor got Robo Pong for his birthday. It's one of the coolest toys I've ever seen. I spent almost an hour playing it last night. Actually worked up a sweat. Sixteen years ago, I, with great hesitation, bought a house next to my oldest brother. It was the only good house available in my price range. We both kinda shrugged when we talked about me buying the house ("Yeah, it'll be kind of weird living next door to each other, but shouldn't be a big deal. Let's see how it goes."). It turned out to be one of the best life moves I ever made. Whether he feels the same way, I don't know, since I'm the one with the parade of kids tramping over his yard and house all times of the year.
