If you see a Sasquatch a bit east of here, DON'T SHOOT! That's my friend.
Saturday, December 30, 2006
If you see a Sasquatch a bit east of here, DON'T SHOOT! That's my friend.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Well, I have survived the family Christmas party.
Every year my siblings and I, along with my mom, her other half and all our kids get together at my mom's house for Christmas Eve. If we are all around at the same time, we're talking about 20-25 people (if you count spouses and boyfriend/girlfriends) all in one house, ages ranging in the anonymous age of my mom to the youngest this year, who I think is 3 maybe 4. It's hard to keep up sometimes. I just know I'm glad that I don't have a three year old. HA! (sorry Tim, but better you than me. How old are you going to be when he graduates high school? lol...)
Anyway, this year it was most of us. One of my brothers is in Minnesota. He called though, and we started the two hour game of passing the phone around while we ate, laughed, played pool and made fun of each other, which is in our nature. And I think one of my nephews is in Egypt, not sure on that one though. Another nephew couldn't be bothered, and a niece that was AWOL. But all in all I think I had one of the better times than previous years. Not sure why.
Maybe one of the reasons is that there was definitely a Christmas miracle tonight. I did not forget anyone. At all. Even the schmucks who didn't show got loot. How cool is that?
Have a very Merry Christmas and all that everyone. Love.
Every year my siblings and I, along with my mom, her other half and all our kids get together at my mom's house for Christmas Eve. If we are all around at the same time, we're talking about 20-25 people (if you count spouses and boyfriend/girlfriends) all in one house, ages ranging in the anonymous age of my mom to the youngest this year, who I think is 3 maybe 4. It's hard to keep up sometimes. I just know I'm glad that I don't have a three year old. HA! (sorry Tim, but better you than me. How old are you going to be when he graduates high school? lol...)
Anyway, this year it was most of us. One of my brothers is in Minnesota. He called though, and we started the two hour game of passing the phone around while we ate, laughed, played pool and made fun of each other, which is in our nature. And I think one of my nephews is in Egypt, not sure on that one though. Another nephew couldn't be bothered, and a niece that was AWOL. But all in all I think I had one of the better times than previous years. Not sure why.
Maybe one of the reasons is that there was definitely a Christmas miracle tonight. I did not forget anyone. At all. Even the schmucks who didn't show got loot. How cool is that?
Have a very Merry Christmas and all that everyone. Love.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
The Selfish Monster
The only time we're nice on the road is if an ambulance has to get through. Suddenly everyone cooperates. People you've been cursing at and giving the finder to are suddenly your good friends. You put away your differences, and peace and harmony prevail as you clear a path for your neighbors in need.
Then it's a mad rush for the Ambulance Wake. Everyone wants to get behind that ambulance. "I saw it first, buddy. I pulled over first so I should be the one to go ahead of you--that's how it works."
It's the Selfish Monster.
Ever been stuck behind as accident, and when you finally see the wreckage, you're actually happy? "Here we go. Here's the problem. Things should pick up now, soon as we pass this carnage."
And then when you tell your friends later, it's all about you.
"Sorry I'm late, some guy's car exploded. Right in front of me. Can you believe my luck? I lost a good fifteen minutes."
Then it's a mad rush for the Ambulance Wake. Everyone wants to get behind that ambulance. "I saw it first, buddy. I pulled over first so I should be the one to go ahead of you--that's how it works."
It's the Selfish Monster.
Ever been stuck behind as accident, and when you finally see the wreckage, you're actually happy? "Here we go. Here's the problem. Things should pick up now, soon as we pass this carnage."
And then when you tell your friends later, it's all about you.
"Sorry I'm late, some guy's car exploded. Right in front of me. Can you believe my luck? I lost a good fifteen minutes."
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