Man, these holiday things can be overwhelmsville. I won't even get into the stories behind my mother's forthcoming novella; "How Your Brother Ruined Christmas Eve 2005: A Novella." Let's just say he did.
Our tree is pretty much dead at this point, which is good, because we are going on va-ca for a few days starting Thursday. Which means you will miss my 87th birthday, Internet. I am year of the Horse; which according to the Internet makes me very popular. How wise you are, Internet. *
Also! I have ATHF on DVD (complete with Patton Oswalt frat-alien action), Richard Hell on CD, leftover mashed potatoes in my fridge, a book on Labrador puppies and how they ruin lives (from my mother, who is unaware I do not own a Labrador), some framed Giant Robot/KnD posters I love, including bunny wave and the "War of Monsters" which is King Kong battling a robot? And setting parking garages on fire? In downtown Tokyo? Whatever, it's awesome, and is already hung on our cottage wall. Oh, and a couple of cozy sweaters, one with a rooster on it. Me? Hooked.
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Holidays In Baltimore.
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In other news, I have won Terps tickets for the game tomorrow at 8:00 PM; and I had a dream last night that was INSANE. For some reason, a friend and I were in charge of some super-secret airplane reconn mission, and we crashed the plane (it was like a stealth plane, too) into an Army post, and then I spent the entire rest of the dream trying not to be killed by the government because of my mistakes. Oh my god or what.
(* People born in the Year of the Horse are popular. They are cheerful, skillful with money, and perceptive, although they sometimes talk too much. The are wise, talented, good with their hands, and sometimes have a weakness for members of the opposite sex. They are impatient and hot-blooded about everything except their daily work. They like entertainment and large crowds. They are very independent and rarely listen to advice. They are most compatible with Tigers, Dogs, and Sheep.)