Blogging from the fair state of Michigan today, as we're wrapping up Xmas festivities at the in-laws. Finally replaced an ailing iMac belong to M_'s mom with a better one. We had to brave the unholy hordes at the mall, adding to my gladness that we did not try them before Xmas. We received 3-4 inches of the white stuff on Xmas day making it a white Christmas, and even took in a few old Xmas films like Holiday Inn. I also saw Meet me in St. Louis for the first time (to R_'s delight, no doubt). Apart from the always charming Judy Garland, for some reason with bangs like the sides of a mighty cliff, the film is a little slow. It features a contemporary problem as Judy's father is forced to Offshore to foreign New York City - foreign to the St. Louis gang, anyway. I liked the extra info from the announcer after the film about the original lyrics to "Have yourself a merry little Christmas":

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
It will be our last
All our happy memories will be in the past

Apparently Judy saw this as a big downer near the end of the film and had the words changed to the more familiar strains we all know. Back tomorrow when I have a non-dial up connection and an ability to surf the news at will.