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Since today is New Year’s Day, I won’t take much of my time to write anything lengthy here.

I am posting this public service reminder that new decades start with years ending in 1, so the 203rd decade starts next year. 2020 is the last year of the 202nd decade.

But most people don’t want to think too much about what things should be and just go along with the crowds, because they also misunderstand the meaning of the phrase “wisdom of crowds”. But I already posted about that earlier, so you can go read about the wisdom of crowds if you want.

So most people just think that when the tens place changes in the year it must be a new decade. And if most people think that, then that becomes the new definition of the decade, just like if enough people use a word to mean something that it doesn’t mean, it magically gains that meaning and becomes correct, like “momentarily”. I think I’m done fighting the decade thing though. And “momentarily”. Not that I won’t bring it up occasionally, and especially if asked – but I’ll try not to make a big deal of it.

And while we’re dealing with word definitions, “ain’t” is the right word to use in certain places. It’s correct following “I” but not “it” or “they”. People just hear it used and try to use it without thinking about it or knowing what it means or how it got here. And no, I’m not telling you.

Remember the reason for the season: one Mediator between God and man, which is Christ Jesus.

This post is a repeat – I’m phoning it in today because I’m getting ready to enjoy the holiday.

Happy Birthday

A M E R I C AA M E R I C AA M E R I C A!

Now that no one is talking about the Knuckleball font anymore, it’s time to announce that Font Grill has released a new font.

Introducing: Brontosaurus

Go download Brontosaurus.

This was patterned after the Behemoth italic font, with the fancy swashes. I wanted to name this font Leviathan since that is what naturally pairs with Behemoth, but that was taken. So I went with Brontosaurus, which is supposed to be the modern name for the biblical behemoth.

Here is a tour of what May can look like in Michigan.

We’ll start with my favorite group of the bunch: firespray tulips

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I think I haven’t done many movie reviews here, but this one is an exception. The reason is that I couldn’t find any reviews of the movie before I went to see it.

Sure, there were writings that claimed to be reviews of the movie, but they are reviews of the story, not of the movie itself. The movie is not rated, so I was looking for something to tell me if it was appropriate for the kids. There was nothing out there that described the movie, so this blog post will fill that gap.

Let me start off by saying I was pleasantly surprised that they did not try to Russian-ize the title. It is The Russian Five written in standard English characters. They did not try to make it look more Russian by throwing a Ya (the backwards R) in there. Like Toys-Ya-Us. It would have been silly to have it read The Yaussian Five. Perhaps since there were real Russians involved, the title was left alone. Or maybe because it was a independently produced documentary, the title was left alone. Once Hollywood and marketing get involved, who knows what would happen.

Also, don’t take this the wrong way, but it’s not really an interesting movie as entertainment. It’s a documentary – it’s probably not going to be enjoyable unless you are from Detroit or like hockey or you are nostalgic for Glasnost.

Now for the main part of this post: the family-friendliness of the movie:

• Language: Not the best. Much of the movie is fine, then they drop 1 s-bomb, 3 or 4 f-bombs, and 1 or 2 h-e-double-hockey-sticks. It’s a hockey movie, I had to use that term.
• Violence: It’s hockey. There are hockey fights. Some blood, some stitches, all from game footage.
• S-e-ecks: None. Trying to keep this post family-friendly too.
• Drugs: It’s about Russians. Vodka is a given. Most of the movie has nothing. Near the end, there are descriptions of drinking vodka at a celebration, plus footage of people drinking who-knows-what out of the Stanley Cup.

The one thing our kids didn’t understand, that we had to explain to them afterwards why anyone would do such as thing, was the glowing puck on broadcasts during part of the ’90s.

The movie does not have a narrator. The whole story is told via current-day interviews of the people involved, plus archival footage (either game broadcasts or news stories or home movies), plus some animated re-enactments of things that had no footage.

In summary: I laughed, I cried, it was a history lesson and a trip down memory lane.

Now that no one is talking about the Quid Fremby font anymore, it’s time to announce that Font Grill has released a new font.

Introducing: Knuckleball

Go download Knuckleball.

This was patterned after the Screwball Squirrel cartoon title. However, the name of “Screwball” for a font was already taken so we had to go with Knuckleball as the next best thing. It seems that Knuckleball was not taken, which was slightly surprising.