the loser

who was telling me how everything this week symbolizes stuff. but im confused as to whether it symbolizes the year/decade thats ending or the one thats fixin to start.

she says the latter, but whos to say its not the former?

case in point: i just had the Best turkey dinner for Christmas. so juicy, so great. SO GREAT. so much so that i want another plate right now and its 339am. only problem is, if i go down to the kitchen, the little puppies will wake up and wanna play.

i can hear one of them yapping right now. and why wouldnt you wanna play with em?

anyways, i have a feeling the dinner symbolizes (if it symbolizes Anything) the great decade that just passed. so much happened. most of it was unexpected. for starters i started the decade in a foreign land, surrounded by so many of my friends, and we rang in the nude year, and we came back to america proud and stoked and ready to conquer the world.

much like how the mashed potatoes and greens and cranberry sauce dominated all up in my belly.

but then the gravy, the delicious gravy. my mom said she swore there was a leak in the pot because she’d add water and ten minutes later it was gone. the gravy of the decade was this blog: the thing i least expected would end up being the centerpiece of my life.

but it made everything so much better. indeed without it, everything is good, but a little dry, however with it – perfection.

if that meal symbolizes the future decade then fine, but it would be worrysome because it would mean that my cup will overfloweth. we had so much food the fridge is now overstuffed with leftovers.

does that mean that i will be jon from jon plus kate is eight? hope not. i had no probs with jon (other than his Ed Hardy wardrobe) but each time i visit the 630 i realize how little patience i have for little creatures be them cats dogs or kids. im sure it would all be different if they were mine, but a plethora of people under my care would be a disaster.

i dont even know where the remote control is in this room, lord help us all if i am supposed to remember where kid #3 is.

i think it symbolizes the past. i think my future is more like the really good cookie i ate on the way up to the guest room: smooth, sweet, and a wee bit naughty.

hope your Christmas was equally delicious.

who loves my nephew as much as i love her writing.

enjoy the unbridled cuteness baby!

its sleeting ice. the winds trying to come in from the cold. every now and then you can hear the crispy snowpacks slide down the roof and crash into the driveway.

its Christmas in the suburbs and the asphalt is shiny and black. the trees are bare and froze up real good. skinny branches emaciated and beautiful with stop motion tear drops and sweat stuck to their bows like theyre afraid of whats below.

radio has never been good in the midwest but theres a metal station that barely comes in. twas rockin out to Dio’s “The Last in Line” in stop n go last minute shopping traffic when i switched over to XRT when the signal finally faded away and heard this new one from The Killers.

it reminded me one of the most important lessons of life (and blogging): stay fresh, stay new, keep moving, keep reaching for that unattainable goal of artistic perfection. may 2010 deliver you your dark side of the moon. but until then enjoy the baked goods.

but tis the season anyways

with two girls from Elgin

since we were experiencing an ICE STORM the ladies were nice enough to meet me halfway

which meant the Mill Rose in South Barrington.

you may recall that i met my high school crush there a year or two ago (god time flies).

whats great about the place is they have fireplaces everywhere, wood everything, great food, stiff drinks, and even more fireplaces where you least expect them.

they even had this huge Santa sculpture.

and this:

a chandelier made of antlers!!?!?!!

jessica and mandy are total midwestern girls. very funny, sometimes foul mouthed, but as real as you can get, which i miss living in the oftentimes very phony la la land.

and man was the beer good. so good we had to have “one for the road”, not paying attention at all to the fact that the roads were iced over (for her pleasure).

jessica beat me to the blogging so she wins. she also wins because mandy invited her over for christmas eve cuz her family is having omg Turducken.

so jeals.

its snowing

its super pretty out, and i can hear the garage open. my moms home.

she went out to get her hair and nails did. they were supposed to have Girls Night Out, but it looks like it might get canceled cuz of the weather.

i was thinking how easily i could be living here now. when i was younger i was so broke. the possibility of moving back to ILL was so tempting

my moms basement is bigger than my current apartment.

i would have probably been the guy scooping the snow off peoples driveways.

in fact i woulda figured out a way to get the contracts to shovel snow in the winter, and cut the grass in the summer of as many suburban communities as possible.

not exactly what the Lord had instore for me, it appears. and for that i’m grateful.

aim high, young folks. moms basement might be appealing in a lot of ways, but its far more rewarding to strike it out on yr own and blaze yr own trails. take it from me.

ps if you notice the comments are now going in the right direction

drinking a beer, wearing a dress, and stealing Christmas gifts

Tennessee, you’ve done it again

right now Karisa is throwing a Festivus party at her work.

theres a pole, there will be feats of strength, but what i am really curious about is the Airing of the Grievences.

damn do i have some Grievences to Air this year, lemme tell you.

the first being that i dont even know how to spell grievences.

then theres the whole Haloscan commenting system that pretty much has ruined this blog.

then of course theres the time change / jet lag situation that has me up till 4:45am every night.

but tonight im drinking with Jessica (Miss Elgin 2009) and Erin (oak park mastermind) so maybe we can erect a festivus pole at a local tavern and dance around it. or something.