We’ve been enjoying the holidays a great deal, in spite of not getting enough rest. Kathy’s mystery present to me turned out to be a lovely burgundy recliner. (“Feeling middle aged yet?” Chris asked when I told him about it.) My old recliner stayed with the Denton house when we sold it two and a half years ago, so I’m enjoying having a “Daddy Chair” again. (It seems that one of the kids are in it more often than not, though!) I gave Kathy a cave adventure tour at Natural Bridge Caverns, which she seemed excited about.

We got some great visiting in with Chris, who had come in from Georgia along with Amy, the woman he’s been dating now for about nine months. We’d gotten to meet Amy briefly on our trip to Virginia earlier in the year, and very much enjoyed getting to have some more protracted and less hurried time with the two of them. Ross and Johanna, his girlfriend of two years, were also in town. It’s always a treat to see them, though it seemed a bit rushed this year due to everyone’s busy schedules. We also enjoyed a fair bit of excellent time with the usual local suspects, which left us both happier and heavier than before the season started.

I caught the latest installment in Peter Jackson’s film versions of Tolkiens masterworks last Thursday. Though this second film took more liberties with the books than the first one did (and more than I would have expected from interviews with Jackson earlier on), the deviations work very well for all but the Tolkien purist.

Gollum merits special mention. The voicing and animation combine to create a wonderfully realized, painfully conflicted creature. The dialogues that externalize the tension between his desires to get the ring back and to treat the hobbits decently are little roller coaster rides, careening back and forth in a way that’s both sad and funny simultaneously.

Equally impressive is the computer generated “cast of thousands” that comes into play at the battle of Helm’s Deep. It’s just amazing to watch these massive armies clash so dramatically, and leaves me eager to see what Jackson’s going to be able to pull off in the last film. (And makes me wonder if everything else is going to be an anticlimax for him once the trilogy is complete.)

We had a dramatic storm yesterday morning that apparently knocked out our heater when a power surge hit. We’ve got a call in to the repair folks, but until then are running space heaters, wrapping in blankets, and finding reasons to fire up the oven. Fortunately, Christmas allows us lots of excuses to bake.

Kathy’s very excited about whatever it is she’s come up with for me for Christmas. I’m normally pretty patient when it comes to waiting for such things, but Kathy’s enthusiasm has piqued my curiosity. I thought I had it all figured out yesterday, but evidently I would have failed out of the Father Brown Detective school; I had thought she was having someone to come in to work over the piano, but the A above middle C is just as out of tune as ever, so the mystery remains to be resolved…

Crockett Elementary put on their fourth grade Christmas show last night. Though we arrived just before it started and ended up standing in the back of the overcrowded auditorium, we had a great time watching the kids do their stuff.

We were especially delighted with Emily’s solo: three verses of Go, Tell it on the Mountain with the entire fourth grade class backing her up on the chorus. I’ve known for a while that she has a great ear for pitch, but she’s also been developing some very good vocal control lately. Though a bit nervous, she carried it off admirably.

Nice job, fourth graders!

On the eve of the launch of The Sims Online, here’s an interesting article on Electronic Arts, my employer for the last couple of years. Most of what’s covered in the article matches up well with what we’ve heard internally with regard to EA’s direction and vision: “To be the best entertainment company ever.”

This would have seemed ridiculous hubris for a video game company a few years back, but as the people of my generation who grew up with video games have matured, we’ve not stopped playing them, and as a result the revenue generated by this industry has started to rival that of Hollywood. (In fact, as games have gotten more sophisticated, they’re started competing for some of the same talent that would otherwise be working in the film industry.)

I was especially gratified to read of EA’s official focus on family-friendly fare. (Kathy seemed a bit surprised when I explained to her a while back that not only does the company not publish Grand Theft Auto, but it wouldn’t publish it. While it’s a brilliant game, the grittiness and adult content don’t line up with EA’s corporate image.) An interesting glimpse into the past, present, and future of this company. (Full disclosure: In addition to working for them, I own some EA stock.)

In the past week, our slightly-extended family has seen three birthdays and five people afflicted with vomiting. Though Liam had recovered from his illness in time for Sunday’s party celebrating his, Kathy’s, and Meara’s birthdays, Kathy was still feeling pretty rotten until this morning.

We thought about calling off the party, but had invited enough people that it would have been as much work to get in touch with everyone than to actually have the event. It turned out just fine, though a little more modest than is our wont for such events. Thanks to our generous friends, there was no shortage of good things to eat and good company. (We did, however, lack a piñata — an unusual omission at a McMains birthday party.)

Thanks to all the wonderful folks who helped make it a special time in spite of the illness. Photos of the party are on the way…

David Brin is one of my favorite science fiction authors — not only because he can write a good novel, which he assuredly can and does with regularity, but because he also thinks well and writes some super essays laying out those thoughts.

His latest tackles The Lord of the Rings. It’s an interesting and engaging critique, hitting many of the same themes that his essays on Star Wars did, but stretching into some new ideas as well, including the tension between the Enlightenment thinkers and the Romantics. One particularly interesting concept for me was the casting of science fiction as a bridge between artistic and scientific thinking.

As always, good reading, and especially worthwhile for Brin and Tolkien fans.

We received Emily’s acceptance letter into Crockett Elementary’s Gifted and Talented program yesterday. While I had little doubt that she would get in, given her intelligence, creativity, and curiosity, it’s nice to see other people recognizing those qualities we so enjoy in her.

Congratulations, kiddo!