Monday, December 25, 2006




Tuesday, December 19, 2006


Mrs. Media Matters got a much deserved promotion at work this week. Kudos to her. Hu'band is proud.


Saturday, December 16, 2006


This is a song I made up that I sing to my son when it is diaper changing time. I don't really know how to explain the tune, but it has one, I promise.

Got to change your potties
So we don't have stinky bodies.

Got to change your poopies
So your butt don't start to droopies.

Got to change your wetties
So you don't stain the beddies.

Got to change your dipey
And use a lot of wipey.

At least Parker thinks it is cute.


Friday, December 15, 2006


I spend a lot of time for my job in my car. At least once a week I find myself making a delivery or picking up a client in the neighborhood where my wife works. So I have developed a romantic little gesture that she loves. We call it the Drive By Kiss. Whenever I am in her neck of the woods, I call her and give her 5 minutes notice. Then I call again when I make it to the parking lot. She meets me out front of her office building, and the makeout session begins. OK, it's not quite that hot and heavy. But it is a nice way to add a little pizazz and romance to your day. And bring a smile to your wife's face. Husbands, if you have the ability to work drive by kisses into your routine, believe me, it pays dividends.


Thursday, December 14, 2006


The sending of Christmas cards must be a lost art. We are planning on sending out over 40 as a family. (The Mrs. sent out even more at work.) I bought the Christmas stamps today. They should be going out this weekend. But so far, we've only received two. That seems like a real low number. Sort of depressing. Oh well. I still enjoy sending them out. Merry Christmas.


Wednesday, December 13, 2006


I bought my wife a subscription to People magazine for Christmas. She told me she'd always wanted one. So, like a good husband, I bought it. But it was supposed to be a surprise. I specifically told the operator at People magazine that this was a Christmas gift for my wife. I told her I did not want the subscription to start until after January 1, so the first issue wouldn't arrive before the holiday. Fine, she complied with all of that. What she did, instead, was send an invoice to my home address in an envelope with "THANK YOU FOR SUBSCRIBING TO PEOPLE MAGAZINE" on the envelope in huge letters. Of course my wife, who gets home before I do and checks the mail, saw this and knew immediately that this is what I had gotten her for Christmas. AARGH! I am so ticked at People. What were they thinking? I feel like they owe me a discount for breaking the surprise. My wife is being sweet about it, and I know she'll enjoy the gift. Still, I wanted it to be a surprise and was led to believe that it would be. I guess the moral of this story is never count on a tabloid to keep a secret.


Tuesday, December 12, 2006


I was 14 when Luke originally married Laura on General Hospital. Because I went to school, I didn't see that pop culture event as it happened. I was not amongst the 30 million Americans who tuned in that day in November 1981. So, 25 years later, thanks to the magic of Tivo and cable TV (SoapNet), the Mrs. and I got to view this soap opera phenomenon. And for that reason, it was fun. My pop culture is very important to me. I'm glad I saw it. But I also felt like I was missing something. Years later, I guess it is hard to live up to the hype. Tony Geary, the Emmy Award winning actor, is a charismatic Luke, but he is far from TV handsome. Plus, Genie Francis as Laura is attractive, but she wasn't soap opera sexy. Still, I enjoyed the Liz Taylor cameo, the fight scene between Luke and Scotty, and all of the pomp and circumstance. Today, though, soap operas are more expensively produced and they're all about the hot young actors and actresses. Tony Geary would never be a heartthrob today. And the sets back in 1981 were very minimalistic, with fake backdrops and limited furnishings. Soaps have come along way in these last 25 years. But no one has yet to surpass the hysteria wrought by Luke and Laura.


Monday, December 11, 2006


Baby Media Matters has his next appointment with the pediatric neurosurgeon tomorrow. He had an MRI last month to examine the growth/movement of the cyst on his brain, and also to have another look at the portion of his brain that is malformed. We hope to get an encouraging report from the doctor tomorrow. Please keep Parker in your prayers.


Sunday, December 10, 2006


My best friend and I went to see the new James Bond film, Casino Royale on Friday. It was a Guys' Night Out. I am convinced that men need other men in their lives, as friends, confidantes, a support group. If more men had solid male friendships, I think there would be less divorce and broken families in this country. Maybe that's why the military is such an appealing career choice for many because it provides a healthy atmosphere for camraderie and male bonding. It took me a number of years to learn this lesson, but now that I have, my friendships with my two best male friends are of the utmost importance to me. So I would highly recommend the Guys Night Out ritual. We enjoyed the movie. It is completely anti-Bond, in that it is like no other James Bond movie I have ever seen. There are really no gadgets, very few babes, and a different, "behind the scenes" storyline. The story is supposed to be how Bond became Bond and his first mission. So there's M, but no Q and no womanizing. But there were some good stunts, especially in the exciting opening sequence. The director did a great job of putting the audience in the stunts, as if we were jumping and climbing with the actors. Daniel Craig, in his first outing as 007, was a decent Bond. I think he will grow in the role. I look forward to the next Bond blockbuster.


Saturday, December 09, 2006


Does your home have one of these? It should. Thanks to Mrs. Media Matters, our Nativity scene is prominently displayed in the living room so Parker can grow up seeing and playing with it. She's had this set for 17 years, ever since her daughter was born. It's still in good shape, don't you think?

So get into the attic, or storage, and dust yours off and put it on display for all to see. Or if you don't have one, find one at a retail store or garage sale, and put the true meaning of Christmas on display in your home. I'd like to think you'll be glad you did.


Friday, December 08, 2006


These songs would be on it.

Baby Baby by Amy Grant.

Get Out of My Dreams, Get Into My Car by Billy Ocean.

Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.

Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson.

Breathless by The Corrs.


Thursday, December 07, 2006


Recently I wrote about the Bible's admonition to "encourage one another." Then I was aptly reminded by Michelle Malkin that one of our brave soldiers needs some encouragement. You may remember him. Pvt. Sparling was the individual who received vile anti-war mail in the form of a Christmas card. This Christmas season, let's make sure all he gets are words of thanks and encouragement. Just do it. It will only cost you a few minutes of your time and one 39 cent stamp. He deserves it and you'll feel great about doing it.

Pfc. Joshua Sparling
c/o Walter Reed Army Medical Center
6900 Georgia Avenue N.W.
Washington, D.C. 20307-5001


Wednesday, December 06, 2006

God Bless his Bluntness

In an earlier post I wrote about how a sermon from my pastor inspired me to help make sure the Grinches don't steal Christmas. Well, now Missouri Governor Matt Blunt has joined the fight as well. And I applaud his efforts. Here is some of what he wrote in his directive: (HT: Powerline)

To ensure that there is no confusion regarding our state policy I am directing that each of you inform all members of your department that they should feel at ease using traditional holiday phrases, including "Merry Christmas" and they should have no fear of official reprisal. I also ask that you inform your staff that the objections of those who are offended by these phrases be given due consideration, but that no state employee will be reprimanded or in any way disciplined for saying "Merry Christmas."

And on that note -- Merry Christmas to all and to all a good blog!


Tuesday, December 05, 2006


Well, you had to know it would happen. Mr. & Mrs. Media Matters have a baby, and sure enough, he blogs! Or at least he is practicing for his own blog some day. It will probably come natural to him. After all, he sees his parents doing it every day. So watch for the Baby Media Matters blog in the not too distant future.


Monday, December 04, 2006


I really liked the pastor's message yesterday. He spoke about how Herod attempted to be the first Grinch who stole Christmas. Threatened by Jesus' birth and the fear that He might really be "the King of the Jews," Herod ordered all baby boys murdered. But he didn't succeed in killing Jesus and thus Christmas came to earth. And there are Grinches that abound in today's day and age who would like to kill Christmas. But we Christians can't let that happen. That's why it's important to say "Merry Christmas" and to read the Gospel accounts of Jesus' birth and to support films like the Nativity Story. Because Christmas is all about Jesus and we can't let the Herods/Grinches of this world win.


Sunday, December 03, 2006


I've probably written more than 10,000 thank you notes in my life. People say that in the age of cell phones and email, handwritten notes are becoming a thing of the past. I hope not. It's odd enough to some people when they get a personal, handwritten note from me, a man. Men don't write thank you notes, they say. Well, this one does. Always have. It wasn't so much the way I was raised, just something I always enjoyed doing. And not just thank you notes, but notes of encouragement or praise as well. On the average, I craft at least one handwritten note per day. I find it helps me relax, take the focus off myself and think about others. I would highly recommend it. Especially if you are male. Write a thank you note to someone and shock them. In the Bible we are admonished to "encourage one another." A written note is one of the easiest and more personal ways to do just that.


Saturday, December 02, 2006


Here is another silly song I sing to my son, to the tune of the theme to the cartoon Scooby Doo.

Parker, Parker Drew
Where are you?

We need some help from you now.

We can count on you
Parker Drew

We know you'll catch that villain.

We can change your poo
Parker Drew

But only when you're chillin'.


Friday, December 01, 2006

Best Christmas Carol. EVER.

This Baby by Steven Curtis Chapman gets my vote. It's upbeat, about the true meaning of Christmas, and you just can't help but sing along.

Mrs. Media Matters and I disagree about the value of Christmas music. She likes the radio stations that play it 24/7 during the Christmas season. I hate that. Because in order to fill that much air time, they have to play some cruddy Christmas carols. I, for one, really don't need to hear Snoop Dogg or Charo sing Jingle Bells. But I probably could listen to the above mentioned Steven Curtis Chapman song nonstop.