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I am having surgery on my right ear in May.

This isn’t the first time my ear has gone under the knife. When I was eight years old, doctors at a Catholic hospital took some skin from the back of my pinna and used it to patch up a large hole in my eardrum. I spent two nights in the hospital, missed a week of school, and had an enormous bandage on the side of my head for several days. It’s also when I was gifted the board game Push Over – which I still have and play with my kids on occasion. 

I also had a few surgeries on the ear prior to my second birthday, but I don’t remember any details about them. You’d have to ask my mom, if you are interested.

I was born with a hole in each eardrum. When I was very young, my parents annually took me to an ENT specialist to check my hearing and see how the holes were doing. There was a constant concern that the ears would get infected and cause hearing loss. My mom was very diligent about ensuring I didn’t get water in my ears, as this could lead to bacteria spreading nasty stuff in my eardrums and cause deafness. I was never enrolled in swim lessons, and told to not put my head underwater when we were at lakes and pools. To this day, I don’t really know how to swim. Which is sort of weird for a lifelong resident of the Land of 10,000 Lakes.

By the time I was six, the hole in my left eardrum had completely closed and my ear was pronounced “normal.” The one on the right – which had always had the larger hole – wasn’t getting any smaller, and by the time of my eighth birthday, doctors decided they would need to patch it up.

So they did.

Ever since then – actually, even before then – I’ve noticed a slight difference in audio quality from my two ears. My right ear frequently hurt; airplane rides hurt so bad I cried. And there were often hard scabs inside the canal. I had a hearing test when I was 20, but the difference was so minor I was essentially told to just live with it. Still, my right ear was weird. I had pain in there whenever I had a cold or flu. When blowing my nose, the ear squeals and emits air. And when I do go under water, I can’t go below about 3 feet, or my ear hurts like someone is stabbing me in the head. Oh – and when I do get water in that ear, it affects my hearing for days.

As I’ve aged, I’ve noticed more differences in the audio input between the ears. Some people are particularly hard to hear, including my teenaged son. I yell at him to talk louder and more clearly, but I feel bad yelling at him when the issue might be on my end (well, I don’t feel that bad). Also, I find the acoustics in some places are terrible. And if there are competing sounds, I get quite lost. For example, the noise of a car engine already makes it harder to have a conversation with others in a car, and if the radio is on, well, then just forget it. I’m useless.

I had another hearing test last fall. It showed a more significant difference in the performance of my ears than I’d expected. I was also pleased to discover I no longer had 100% hearing in my left ear, either.

Earlier this month, I visited the audiologists at the U of M, and they requested an additional test, which showed more hearing loss in just the six months since the last test. And they took these photos:

Here’s my left ear:

Notice the beautiful, taut membrane over my eardrum. Look at the nourishing blood flowing to all its parts. It’s a work of art.

 

 

 

 

 

Now here’s my right ear:

Good lord! This tunnel of horror is so disgusting, I can barely look at it. I have a sudden, visceral reaction to body horror, so the fact that this cave of abhorrence is in my skull causes me to shudder with disdain. The audiologist, and her assistant, both tried scraping that white, dried crust off the rim (Jesus Christ, that hurt!), and informed me that the flap the Catholics crafted  when I was eight had since ruptured and fallen into the canal.

So, I had to decide if I wanted a hearing aid or surgery. Of course, the hearing aid sounds better to me (pun intended), but the audiologist noted that I’d probably need to switch it out yearly as my hearing deteriorated. The benefit to a surgery, meanwhile, is that it would restore my right ear’s capabilities to better than 99% (instead of <90% like it is now), making it on par with my left ear.

I opted for the surgery – even though I’m not entirely sure I wanna hear all this crap all the time.

As the decade comes to an end, I want to acknowledge it one more time – pay tribute to those positive moments that I will carry with me through however many more decades (years?) I have.

I was initially hoping to include at least one event from each of the decade’s years. Alas, even after expanding this list from 10 to 22, I just couldn’t do it. Happy accidents, evidently, are not evenly spaced. Indeed, I’d even rank 2019 as perhaps my worst year of the decade, yet a quarter of the events listed are from this year. Go figure.

These aren’t big accomplishments, necessarily – see my last blog post for that. Instead, these are events in my life that took a relatively short amount of time – minutes, or a few hours, at most – that I reveled in either immediately, or soon thereafter. These are the little moments. Those moments when I smiled, even if just inside. And sometimes, unknown to me at the time, they ultimately represented something larger.

They’re ranked chronologically.

1. Attending the Como Planetarium (It’s all about the planets) (15Apr10)

I was so thrilled to finally attend a planetarium! Loving astronomy, I had wanted to visit this planetarium when I was a kid. My parents, naturally, never took me. But on this day, I took my son. It was awesome. We purposely attended on an evening when they were highlighting the planets; my favorite! I’ve since been back, and I plan to go agai

2. Getting debaptized (23May10)

Just for the fun of it, I attended Eric Jayne’s first-ever debaptism event. Using the hair-dryer of reason, donned with a photo of Richard Dawkins, Eric blasted me with hot air, symbolically removing the water I was immersed in when I signed up as a cult member all those years ago. Owen was debaptized, too, even though that lucky kid was never baptized in the first place.3. Watching the Twins win 3-2 (29May2012)

On this date, Owen and I joined Eric (the debaptizer officiant, above) and his son on a trip to the Twins stadium. This was Owen’s first Twins game, and he dutifully kept score in the official ballot. But it was all zeroes for the first 8 innings. The visiting team scored 2 runs, but in the bottom on the ninth, Owen was quite crestfallen that his team wasn’t even going to get on the board. But then…in a rousing moment that got us to kick off our blanket and leap to our feet and cheer the loudest us two nerds had ever cheered at an athletic event…a miracle happened. It was the best moment I’d ever had spectating any sports game. Ever.

4. Staying at the cabin (June 23-25, 2012)

All told, I spent nearly 8 weeks at the cabin over the course of this decade. But this visit was my first time staying there. Jennifer, Owen, and Isla were already there; I arrived a few days late due to a work trip. I loved every trip to the cabin. The lazy days reading by the lake, the iced tea in the afternoon, the beer in the evening, the kids playing on the dock and on the beach. The boat rides. The bonfires. The grilling. The slow mornings. The wildlife. I love it all.

Here’s a video I made with my kids during our most recent time at the cabin together.

5. Participating in the AVOM Release Party and public reading (04Aug12; 16Sep12)

In 2012, I contributed an essay to, and co-edited the book

Atheist Voices of Minnesota. I found the whole process a lot of fun. Reading, rating, and editing the submissions was enjoyable, and so were the subsequent events; including radio and TV interviews, write-ups in local papers, and public readings at libraries and book stores. And I even got college credit for it! The two most memorable events regarding the book, though, were the release part on August 4th of 2012 (click the link above to read more about that) and the public reading and book signing that I and 15 other authors did at the Southdale Library a month later.

6. Visiting Plum Creek (13Jul13)

After spending my whole life living just a few hours from the creek made famous by Laura Ingalls Wilder, it was on this day that I finally got to see it. I waded in. It was a long day of touring a museum, spending the day at a family festival, and lots of driving. And this was my favorite part.

7. Being Interviewed on Geeks without Gods Podcast (24Sep13)

There was a fun burst of activity in the wake of my book being published, including presentations, books signings, and write-ups in various periodicals. But the best promotional activity I did was on this day: an interview with the folks from the Geeks without God podcast. They really liked the book, at one point comparing it to a novel (which they assured me was high praise). We also talked about Northern Exposure, Mozart and the Whale, and Panera sandwiches. Click the link above to be connected to the interview.

8. Participating in the ACTC Student Film Festival (13Nov13)

On this day, I had the honor of seeing my short film, Quest for Youth, screened at the St. Anthony Main Theater in Minneapolis. In attendance were students (and their family and friends) from five local universities. My film was one of only two selected from my university, Hamline. I didn’t win the Best Film Award at the short ceremony later, but it was still a really cool moment to see my film on the big screen in front of a couple hundred attendees.

And for those of you that weren’t in attendance, here’s the filmlet.

9. Visiting Lake Coeur d’Alene (18Apr15)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I participated in the National Conference of Undergraduate Research in 2015. That year, it was held at the University of Eastern Washington in Spokane. We had an extra day to ourselves. There was a cruise on Lake Coeur d’Alene in nearby Idaho that I neglected to sign up on time. Oops. No matter, I and three of my classmates rented a car and took ourselves to that resort town anyway. After stopping for the above photo, and exploring Post Rock, we rolled up our pants and waded into the lake, took in the sun, the sites. Hung out at two breweries, and walked on the world’s longest board walk (so they claimed). Despite being mid-April, the weather was perfect. I had a fun day – no problems, no worries.

10. Canoeing at Widgiwagan (7Oct15)

I chaperoned Owen’s class trip up to Camp Widgiwagan near Ely. The day before I left, I discovered I had a twenty-page paper due in my History class in a week. So I spent the whole bus ride to Ely researching the paper, and I spent another good chunk of time in the one room at the camp that had internet access. On day two, the other dad asked if I’d like to join him on a canoe ride. Yes, yes I did. A cool, picturesque afternoon on a gorgeous lake surrounded by trees with autumn leaves. It was a wonderful time, peacefully out on the lake not worrying about a college paper or 60 fifth-graders, even if just for a few minutes.

11. Seeing Fantasia on the big screen (14Nov15)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you read the linked blog post, above, you can read all about my decades-long desire to see the movie Fantasia. On this day, I finally fulfilled that goal (coincidentally, at the same theater as #8, above). And it was even more special because I was accompanied by my daughter, Isla. And we both wore our mouse ears.

12. Helping out at Owen’s Lego League Competition (23Jan16)

On this day, I volunteered to help out as Owen’s school Lego League team participated in the regional championship. I subsequently was more heavily involved in his team over the next three years, but this was my first, and funnest day. And his team did so well!

The first photo, at left, is the final scoreboard. Owen’s team was over 100 points ahead of any other team. And that second-place team? Also from his school.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

13. Chaperoning for Owen’s class (2Jun11, 20Mar14, 28May15, 3Jun16)

Speaking of Owen, I made it a goal to chaperone for at least one of his class field trips every year he was in elementary school. Here’s what I wrote about that on Facebook:

The first time I chaperoned for his class was on June 2, 2011, when he was just finishing up kindergarten. But I want to mention three other occasions, too:

First, on March 20, 2014, I chaperoned his class’ field trip tot he Minnesota Zoo. Damn, what I had to do in order to make that happen is a crazy story that…I think is best left off this blog. Ask my about it in person and I’ll tell you the details. Probably.

Second, I chaperoned Owen’s fourth-grade class on a paddleboat ride to the Mississippi River’s lock & dam #1 (which doesn’t even exist anymore). A very cool experience to see and learn about – and the day out on the boat was wonderful. It was the perfect day to take a vacation day from work and spend it with my son and his 50 friends.

Third, I chaperoned his fifth-grade class trip to Belwin Nature Conservatory. It was an overcast, rainy day, and there wasn’t too much for me to do. Nevertheless, it was the day I completed my five-year goal.

14. Attending Owen’s preschool and elementary school graduations (08Jun10; 10Jun16)

Let’s just say Owen has been a lot of work. And there was a lot of intervention to get him to the best preschool, and to help him succeed in his first years at public school. I was, therefore, absolutely elated to be able to attend his adorable preschool graduation (he even wore a cap and gown), and to be there on the last day of elementary school, as he and the other 5th-graders poured out of the front doors, and ran past all the cheering parents high-fiving all of us. Both times, I was so proud of Owen and the many of his classmates I got to know over his time at the schools.

15. Viewing Buster Keaton Films (06Dec16)

Owen and I went to a local library’s showing of two Buster Keaton films. I loved seeing them on a big screen! And there was live musical accompaniment, too. It was a cold, cold night, but Owen and I just had the best time laughing at the very old comedies.

16. Whale-watching (11Aug17)

 

 

 

 

 

On a family trip to Massachusetts in August 2017, we boarded Captain John’s boat and took a whale-watching trip from Plymouth out past Cape Cod. The moment a humpback whale swam right underneath me, then turned, showed off her calf, and peered at us was breath-taking. I had never seen such a large being before, and it was amazing to see my fellow mammal swimming peacefully in the wild.

17. Riding “It’s a Small World” (06Dec17)

When I was 12, my grandmother took me to Disney World. As we drove to the park, and again as we entered, she insisted we go on the “It’s a Small World” ride. But when we walked up to the gate, we saw it was closed for maintenance. I didn’t go on the ride that day. In fact, it would be 30 years to the week before I got that chance. And on this day, sitting near the back of the boat, with my arm around my daughter, I finally knew why my grandmother wanted me to experience this ride. I wish I could tell her that I finally got to go.

18. Watching Isla’s Ukulele performance (22Mar19)

I am not a musical person, and neither is my kids’ mother – but somehow, Renaissance girl Isla managed to not only learn to play the ukulele, but she also wrote her own song and then played it on stage at her school’s talent show this spring. I was both amazed and proud. Check it out:

19. Attending Isla’s play + Neil Young Cover band (25Apr19)

Read the above link for all the details, but after weeks of pretty bad days, the evening of April 25th, 2019, provided some unexpectedly amazing hours, including both watching my daughter in a school play (she had been practicing for months) and seeing my friend Ryan play in a Neil Young cover band in an awesome venue. Owen, who came with me to the concert, and I stayed up quite late that night – we were both tired the next day – but it was worth it.

20. Attending Emmett’s dance performance (08May19)

My little boy – a week before turning 5 – was on stage on this day to dance in his recital. He’s quite a bit shyer than his sister, and though he was excited to enroll in the dance class, when I told him he’d be on stage performing in a recital, his exact response was, “What?” Nevertheless, he did it! It was the cutest thing – him and his small group of fellow dancers. Pictured here is Emmett during his dance (second from right), him setting down his juice long enough to autograph my program, and his shy self meekly demonstrating his pleasure with a job well done.

21. Visiting the Judy Garland Museum (08Jun19)

After years of expressing a desire to tour the Judy Garland house, and after nearly cancelling the trip, we actually made it to Grand Rapids in June of this year. Alas, Isla managed to barf her way through the day, and again the next morning, so it really looked like we would head home without stepping foot in the museum. But, she miraculously pulled through, and we had a great time touring Judy’s childhood home and the adjacent museum. The kids had fun in the attached Children’s Museum, too.

22. Going on a Second Date (06Oct19)

So, this one is going to be a bit cryptic: I made a couple small decisions this evening which, it turns out, were the right decisions; I corrected wrongs I had previously made, and took chances where I hadn’t before. In doing so, I precipitated an unexpected stroke of luck. And, at the risk of saying too much, my success on this evening caused me to realize that I can do this. I can make enormous changes in my life, however painful, and come out on the other side, perhaps better for it. And though the newnesses won’t all be smooth, with enough planning, thought, and courage, I can try my best to smooth out the rough spots and keep going in ways that I hadn’t planned, and that might be overwhelming. But overwhelming in a good way.

There you go. There are several wonderful moments from the past ten years – and I didn’t even talk about Pluto Day or the standing ovation I received! So, I guess, all in all, I should feel somewhat pleased.

I am truly looking forward to the 2020s – in a way that I have never before anticipated the dawning of a new decade before.

I’m going to make three posts here about the approaching change of the decade; two will be looking back, one looking forward. So with >1% of the 2010s remaining, let’s get started…

First, when I look back over the 99% of this decade that I’ve lived through, I wanted to once more acknowledge the biggest accomplishments in my life since January 1, 2010.

These are the things I’m most proud of. So don’t whine and say, “But we became friends this decade, wasn’t that a good thing?” or, “We did that event together a few years ago, I though you had fun doing that?” Yes, yes, your friendship is a good thing, and so many events were fun, but I’m not talking about good or fun here, I’m talking about pride. Taking pride in big accomplishments.

So, here goes. Here are the ten things I am most proud of this decade, in order of pride:

1. Isla and Emmett

Obviously I have to start with my kids, right? I began this decade with one child; I end it with three. Isla came in to my life in 2010, and Emmett in 2014. They’re great. For a few years, I wondered if Owen was destined to be an only child, and I am so glad it didn’t turn out that way. They’re a good group, the whole lot of them.

2. Graduated Hamline

When the decade began, my education consisted of an Associate’s degree from Century College, plus four credits from Hamline. As the decade progressed, I slooowly racked up another 65 credits at Hamline and, in the spring of 2017, graduated with a Bachelor’s degree. 4.0 GPA, too. I still can’t believe it. As a friend once phrased it, I really did go far with my education as long as I remember how far behind I started.

3. Published author

In October 2013, my book Deliverance at Hand!: The Redemption of a Devout Jehovah’s Witness was published via Freethought House. Ever since I was in my early teens, I’d wanted to publish a book, so this was a longtime in coming. I was very proud to have accomplished it.

4. Bought a house

In August 2011, I bought a house. My first night sleeping in it was on September 10th of that year. I’d purchased two houses before, but this one is by far my favorite. I’ll say it again: I love my house. I loved it then, and I love it more now that I (with copious assistance from lots of friends) have made tremendous improvements everywhere on the property.

5. Performed weddings

If you’ve read my book (see above), you’ll know that, in 1998, my sister asked me to perform her wedding. Due to a rule-obsessed cult and an insecure uncle, it didn’t happen. But I set it as my goal that I would somehow, one day, perform a wedding ceremony. That day finally came on July 10, 2010. I have since performed 17 weddings, including small affairs in people’s living rooms, on docks, and in prisons; and large ceremonies in churches, community centers, and historic sites. I’ve performed weddings between a man and a woman, between two men, and between two women. And, on September 9, 2017, I did perform my sister’s wedding.

6. Toastmasters

In late 2010, I joined Toastmasters. After leaving the JWs, I was actually disappointed that I didn’t have as many speeches to give anymore. My father-in-law suggested I join Toastmasters, but I didn’t have the time or money. But then, a club was started right at my job! I could go during lunch, and I my company would pick up the membership tab! It was perfect. I have since served as the club’s Secretary, VP of Education, and President. I also served a year as District Director, have both hosted and competed in speech competitions, have been a club sponsor, and am currently ranked as Competent Communicator Gold and Competent Leader Silver. The above link takes you to the details of my very first speech in the club.

7. Little Free Library

I am the proud steward of Little Free Library #33249. The library was completed, installed, and opened for business on November 29, 2015. Click the link above to read my tale of building it and registering it. And click this link to read how I first discovered Little Free Libraries.

8. Promotion

Well, I’m not big on talking about my work life here, but I guess it’s a big deal I got a promotion in August of 2015. It was my first promotion in over ten years, actually, and I just barely missed receiving any promotions at all in my 30s. (I was promoted about two months before turning 30, and then received this promotion a month after turning 40). The cool thing was, I managed to get the promotion without having yet scored the requisite degree (see #2, above).

9. NCUR

NCUR, or the National Conference of Undergraduate Research, is an annual conference that brings together undergrads from schools all over the country and from all disciplines to present their original research. I was honored to be invited to represent Hamline’s

History department not once, not twice, but thrice. This was all the more amazing since, unlike nearly all other students, I was not majoring in that field (I was working on a History minor), nor was I attempting an honors project. In 2015, I was able to attend NCUR in Spokane, Washington. In 2016, I attended in Asheville, North Carolina. And in 2017, I attended in Memphis, Tennessee. I enjoyed delivering my presentations, listening to other presentations, meeting new people, being with my classmates, and seeing the local sites. I had a wonderful experience each time.

10. Nine New States Visited

I have a very long life-goal of stepping foot in all 50 states. In 1998, I visited Texas – which was the 19th state on my list…and there my goal stalled for over 17 years. In fact, here’s a post from 2013 in which I bemoan traveling all over the country, yet not getting to any new states in a long, long time. And here’s a post from 2015 in which I celebrate that I’d ratcheted things up to 24 states. In 2016, I passed the halfway mark when I landed in North Carolina (see #9, above), and I’m still, slowly but surely, ploughing forward. I am now at 28 states. The nine states I visited for the first time in the 2010s are (in order of visit): Washington, Idaho, Utah, Rhode Island, Oregon, North Carolina, Arkansas, Mississippi, and Connecticut.

“Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken / And many times confused
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken / And certainly misused” -Paul Simon, “American Tune”

In January, I had this idea that I would write a blog post about how this was the year when it finally all came together. I was going to wait until November or December – right as the decade was ending – and I was going to brag about how all the hard work and sacrifices of the past 15 years were finally coming to fruition; were finally paying off in the best of ways.

I was going to say something like this:

It’s very, very hard to get by on a single income. Plenty of websites offer asinine suggestions about how to get the most for your dollar: shop at second-hand stores, buy used vehicles, carpool, don’t eat out very often, don’t go on expensive vacations.  Yeah, yeah, yeah. All true. But even after doing that, there still wasn’t enough money.

From 2004-2019, I lived in a single-income household. Besides the above obvious maneuvers to save money, I did things like recharging my phone and computer at work, showering at work, taking leftover food from meetings home for my family, getting rid of my trash in random places instead of paying for trash service, only buying stuff at thrift stores if I had an additional coupon (such as “50% any one item”), getting all of my books, music, and movies from the library, buying reusable water filters, dryer sheets, and furnace air filters so that I didn’t have to keep buying new ones, asking for discounts at stores that really didn’t apply to me (lots of places offer AAA discounts, and rarely do they ask for proof), lying to museums and amusements parks and theaters about my kids’ ages in order to get them in for free, and taking found metal to recyclers for money. I rented out my workshop and garage to garner more income. I performed wedding services. Took a vacation day from work to go work at another job. And Jennifer worked from home at various jobs, and diligently kept our expenses down. Nothing, it seemed, was wasted: Isla’s pajamas became Emmett’s pajamas. My threadbare t-shirts became rags for cleaning. I collected sticks from the neighborhood until I had enough to burn in the fire pit so that I could enjoy a fire in the evening without having to buy firewood.

And, in a way, it paid off. Jennifer was a stay-at-home parent. The kids had a parent with them all the time – they learned to walk and talk, not from daycare providers, but from their mom. Jennifer was there to notice signs where they needed help, and the early interventions they (particularly Owen) received have helped them succeed in ways that I am, frankly, jealous of. She had the time to take them to the special preschools, special classes, and doctor’s appointments that they needed.

I’m also proud that the stuff of norm these days: formula feeding, bottle feeding, and daycare, only happened to each of our kids once: Owen only ever had baby formula once (and that was against my wishes – thanks, and fuck you, HCMC). Isla spent exactly one day at daycare, and Emmett was fed from a bottle exactly one time. Otherwise, my kids were being raised, not by some corporation, but by the people who brought them into this world. They were also fed directly by their mother and she, meanwhile, was able to nurse her babies directly, instead of sitting in a sterile corporate lactation room hooked up to a machine.

A few times, Jennifer told me not to say these things, because it can make other moms and dads feel bad. Some women can’t nurse. Some women don’t have the option to stay home. Some women could stay home, but it would mean losing out on the career they schooled and fought for. Which…yeah, I get that.

But also: too bad. I feel bad that my coworkers took their vacation days to actually go on vacations. I used mine to work on my century-old house, or because my 15-yr-old car wouldn’t start. I feel bad my coworkers have big homes with big yards, cars that were manufactured in this decade, and viable savings accounts for their kids to go to college one day. I feel bad I took my kids to local community centers for free meals. I feel bad my coworkers have families that support them – their kids know their grandparents – and they have the degrees and the networks to live comfortably.

So, I feel bad too. Different lives, I guess.

Anyway, I was going to talk about how all that stuff from the past 15 years was finally going to pay off. With Emmett heading to kindergarten this fall, Jennifer was going to get a job, and we’d finally have some disposable income. I was planning on going to more college to get further ahead at my job and, heck, I was even going to get a new job. I was excited to not be so strapped for cash. I was excited that the days of diapers and spending hours putting children to bed were finally done and now I’d have more free time and money to enjoy life. 2019 was poised to be a year of transitions that would surely lead to the best decade I’d had so far.

Instead, here’s what I’ll say about the year:

My year can be evenly divided into three trimesters, each lasting four months.

January-April: Get your shit together, James!

May-August: Keep you shit together, James!

September-December: I’m changing all this shit.

A recent discussion with a friend caused me to realize I’ve often ranked, on this website, my favorite silent films, my favorite albums of the decade, and qualified itemizations like that. But have I ever just listed my favorites of all time? I don’t think so.

Since it’s tough to compete apples to oranges (or so they say), I won’t do it. I’ll still leave separate categorizations for differing media. I’ll therefore list my favorites in books, music, and video – each one split in half. For books, I’ll list my favorite non-fiction and fiction books. For music, I’ll list my favorite albums and songs. For video, I’ll list my favorite films and TV shows. No explanations. No apologies. Here goes…

Top Ten Non-Fiction Books
10. How to Lie with Statistics (Darrell Huff)
9. Lies My Teacher Told Me (James Loewen)
8. The American Revolution: A History (Gordon Wood)
7. The Elements (Theodore Gray)
6. The Physics of Star Trek (Lawrence Krauss)
5. Crazy English (Richard Lederer)
4. Innumeracy (John Allen Paulos)
3. The 100: A Ranking of the Most Influential Persons in History (Michael Hart)
2. Film and Art (Bruce Hinrichs)
1. A People’s History of the United States (Howard Zinn)

Top Ten Fiction Books
10. Redshirts (John Scalzi)
9. The Hound of the Baskervilles (Arthur Conan Doyle)
8. Ready Player One (Ernest Cline)
7. Flowers for Algernon (Daniel Keyes)
6. Watchmen (Alan Moore)
5. The Invention of Hugo Cabret (Brian Selznick)
4. Einstein’s Dreams (Alan Lightman)
3. Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (Jonathan Safran Foer)
2. Animal Farm (George Orwell)
1. 1984 (George Orwell)

Top Ten Albums
10. Bookends (Simon & Garfunkel)
9. Stranger to Stranger (Paul Simon)
8. Use Your Voice (Mason Jennings)
7. All the You Can’t Leave Behind (U2)
6. Abbey Road (The Beatles)
5. Achtung Baby! (U2)
4. We Shall Overcome (Bruce Springsteen)
3. Century Spring (Mason Jennings)
2. SMiLE (Brian Wilson)
1. Graceland (Paul Simon)

Top Ten Songs
10. Bullet the Blue Sky (U2)
9. Mrs. O’Leary’s Cow (Brian Wilson)
8. Books are Burning (XTC)
7. Bullet (Mason Jennings)
6. Elevation (U2)
5. Sorry Signs on Cash Machines (Mason Jennings)
4. Southern Cross (Crosby, Stills, and Nash)
3. The Boy in the Bubble (Paul Simon)
2. The Obvious Child (Paul Simon)
1. The Cool, Cool River (live) (Paul Simon)

Top Ten Films
10. The Sting
9. Lola Rennt (Run Lola Run)
8. Rear Window
7. Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amelié Poulain (Amelié)
6. The Princess Bride
5. The Wizard of Oz
4. Memento
3. La Vita é Bella (Life is Beautiful)
2. Rope
1. Psycho

Top Ten Television Shows
10. Seinfeld
9. Star Trek: Voyager
8. Orange is the New Black
7. Pushing Daisies
6. Community
5. Breaking Bad
4. Battlestar Galactica (reimagined)
3. Arrested Development
2. Firefly
1. Star Trek: The Next Generation