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even the animals are excited beyond belief

The little girl had milk n cookies ready for santa, and carrots for the reindeer (and good beer for me!)

Turned out to be a really bad idea to put these next to the tree cuz that big dog spilled the milk and started drinking it

so we put him in the basement

my mom’s crazy Christmas Village just gets bigger and bigger each year

lots of trees in my sister’s house, i told the kids Santa may get confused

everyones asleep now so lets hope everything works out in the morn

Merry Christmas!!!

(and the beer that goes with it)

.. next stop, July

it was a great july: interviewed bruce willis, saw rage against the machine, stole ironman’s girlfriend at santa monica beach, saw a deadhead sticker on a cadillac, saw the cubs sweep the dodgers – perfecto

the first is meredith r cheesbrough who turns 27 today. i really love her blog and you should too

the other is of born again 2pac. real 2pac was born on a different day, but born again 2pac was born today cuz this is the day i found this incredible painting/mural/thingee

happy birthday funky peeps!

i want things my way. im selfish. i judge. i rarely forgive people. ive lost most of my mojo.

and if i could have a guy stand behind me as i held two burger king chicken sandwiches, i would.

in fact id have another guy stand in front of that guy to dance for me while i stayed at home writing on the internet – my only real joy.

the people who suffer the most from who i am are the people closest to me. all they want to do is have a good time and bask in the fiction that i present in this blog.

but as a young lady who just met me said, im a complicated onion.

and unlike many fun complicated things like hitchcock plots or g spots or moneyball techniques in the age of $20 mill a year free agents, theres not a lot of reward at the end of my dark rainbow.

best you can hope for is a half decent meal and a bitter man calling you pretty.

2011 is going to be the year of the secret blog.

the busblog will go through a once-in-a-decade revamp which will really just be a beautiful fakeout to distract the casual reader from whats really happening in the shadows on another url.

the ultimate in selfishness, i know, but at least it’ll be consistent to who the author is.

on the flight out here i sat next to a kid who wore sandals

two probs with wearing sandals on a flight from LA to Chicago. the first being its been raining for a week straight in LA, so his feet had to be wet and cold.

the second being theres 4 inches of snow in chicago and it’s about 39 degrees.

needless to say we didnt talk because ive met my annual quota of talking to crazy people.

which brings us to chicagoland grocery store Dominick’s who has a large assortment of gift cards.

i noticed gift cards for Sox, Bears, Bulls, even the soccer team the Fire was represented. but where are the world champion Chicago Blackhawks or the beloved Chicago Cubs?

my mom told me: they are always sold out of Cubs and Hawks stuff. any store, anywhere. people love them.

and with that answer i love her that much more.

which isnt to say they go to plan, they never do that

but sometimes people are going the same direction as you in the freeway

and maybe one of em looks over at you like “wanna go fast?” and they floor it

and you catch up, flooring it also, and together you speed through the desert in the rain

the freedom is supernatural because most of the time everyones going so damn slow

and when you look over at the person to your right they’re texting

and when you look over at the person on the left they can barely see over the wheel

last night i was so nervous that i became early. i was nervous in a way that required chocolate milk.

turned out i was being crazy again. turned out everyone wanted to scream across the plains.

turned out i wasnt alone.