"I've got class. I've got class out the ass." -Jack Black

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

CHRISTMAS... and foil
I can't believe it's already Christmas again! It's been a fast year! Somewhere along the way, I think I lost my innocence, too. Actually I lost that last year at the county fair. It happened when I realized the booth where you throw a softball at milk bottles is actually rigged. They put sand in the bottom of the bottles and weigh them down so that they won't fall over. I read about it at www.whythemilkbottlestaysup.com It's pretty cool. I spent $12 throwing balls before I figured that out. Now I'm so cynical. Cynical about milk bottles... and love.

It turns out we're drawing gifts for the family. I got Lucy but worse than that is knowing that my cousin Richard drew my name. I KNEW that would happen! Richard doesn't have a job. He makes jewelry out of gum wrappers and sells them at the bottom of the freeway off-ramp. "Business" hasn't been very good this year, either. I suppose it doesn't matter that my family put a $30 limit on the gift amount: I'm getting a twisted piece of foil, made into a bracelet. I hate Richard.

Thanks for reading,
Rob