“Baby, It’s Cold Outside” original 1949 movie portrayal is best when roles are reversed

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Written five years earlier by Frank Loesser, Baby, It’s Cold Outside made it’s film debut in 1949 in Neptune’s Daughter. The Oscars that year would award the musical number with Best Original Song.

In the film, the song is performed twice. The first time, sung by Ricardo Montalban and Esther Williams, is pretty much what you would expect. But it’s the second version, between Betty Garrett and Red Skelton, that’s particularly interesting because the roles are reversed.

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Christmas Group Study

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I put together a study of the Christmas story for the married couples group that my wife and I attend on Thursday nights. It might be a good discussion for a family or other group as Christmas approaches. I hope you find it enjoyable and helpful. If you use it, I’d be interested to hear how it goes in the comments.

Will We Ever Be Superhuman?: The Limits of Our Knowing

When I was a kid, I could swim five lengths of our backyard pool underwater without taking a breath. Almost six. Let’s call it five-and-two-thirds. I thought that was pretty cool, almost Olympian. When my friends and I competed in Hold-Your-Breath-Underwater contests, I usually won. I had a superpower.

Maybe at my best it was something over a minute. Which is nothing. Stay under for another minute and you start to breathe water into your lungs. A little bit longer and you’re unconscious. In something well short of five minutes, you’re dead.

It’s a tight limit on the fragility of the human body. Just a top-of-the-hour television commercial break without oxygen and you pass on.

That got dark quickly. Sorry about getting into mortality so quickly. That’s not really where I’m going.

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My Dog is Throwing Up Water and I’m in an Existential Crisis

My dog is throwing up water. He can’t seem to keep it down. He’s a 14-year-old Shih Tzu named Jack. He’s always had a sensitive stomach. But now he laps up an entire bowl of water, walks around a bit, and spontaneously vomits, sometimes in mid-stride. When it comes back up, it’s still clear, but it’s no longer water-as-we-know-it. It’s mucus-y and thick – mixed with stomach bile, petroleum jelly, or some alien plasma goo, I don’t know.

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It’s Time to Admit We Need a New Space Opera

On American Idol, whenever a contestant sings a song like Last Dance, it is usually prophetic — he’s going home. So it’s no surprise that the last installment of the Star Wars franchise is subtitled, The Last Jedi. It’s time to wrap this thing up, too.

We’ve suffered through Ewoks, stilted dialogue, hammy acting, and Jar-Jar Binks. From a mile-high view, the story is tragic, dreadful, and even involves the slaughter of dozens of children. The religious cults of Jedi and Sith battle each other mercilessly, with the “light” side, time and again, failing to convince its pupils not to go “dark.” Yet we sell stuffed Chewie toys in the preschool aisle.


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Don’t Listen to Your Brain

I’m going to read a book about the brain. I’m intrigued by the title, What Makes Your Brain Happy and Why You Should Do the Opposite.
Here’s what I understand about DiSalvo’s thesis: Your brain likes routine. It likes safe. It likes known people, environments, and responsibilities. The brain is “happy” when it gets what it likes, but when it’s asked to change, try something new, step into the unknown, or learn, it reacts.

That reaction can alter brain chemistry and create fight-or-flight responses that tend to make us either run away from the moment or get angry and emotional, possibly even sabotaging the opportunity so that we can return to “safety.”

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