The main character of this Internet site is now done his holiday commitments, and can proceed to enjoy a week off, supping on leftover hams and birds and just generally kicking it 100% hot style.
I had a great little Griswold Family Christmas, the major themes being homemade soups, partying, Avatar, gay aprons and being tired.
Because my family's house only has two extra beds, one of us kids has to sleep on a couch. I took the bullet on Christmas Day and it sucked blood so bad. It was minus 40 and the couch in the basement is unreasonably narrow. I woke up at 6:30 after falling asleep around 3:00 and then got into my parent's bed once they woke up and dreamed about aliens and when I was awoken by my dad, I was like "man, there were some good shots in that dream, I gotta remember those".
What do you mean gay aprons? My mom got me a new apron, thinking it was really manly because it has a bunch of cowboys on it. But she didn't notice that the cowboys are shirtless and ripped, thus making the apron suitable for people who like that kind of thing - girls and boy-girls. We all had a good laugh and enjoyed a running joke for the holidays, kind of like the worldwide favourite of farting three times at Christmas and saying "ho ho ho Santa farts oh yeah".
I got some other great stuff including some cookware, clothes, chocolates, Leaf tickies, Leafs coat, books and rare spices and silks.
Jon and I tried to mobilize a mass Mississauga Avatar screening, and we succeeded to a point. It all broke down when we got to the theatre and realized that movie theatres are really busy on Christmas night. Two different groups of people ended up seeing two different shows and we didn't even get to IMAX that shit. Anyway, the movie was visually splendid but the plot was too much Fern Gully Dances With Wolves. Positive vibes though, and I still say you should see it in 3-D because the look of the think will plump your hot dog to perfection.
On Boxing Night we put on a comedy show for our friends and the show itself was loose, silly and scary. Not really scary, but you gotta put tension in your writing guys. We partied hard and successfully afterward, drinking beers and playing this game called Butt-Head where teams put on velcro hats and attempt to score points by throwing balls and having them stick on one of the hat's scoring areas. Sounds like Christmas right? Kid tested, Santa approved, Jesus lukewarm.
December 29, 2009
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3 comments:
holy crap glenn, that apron is something else!!! make sure you take some photogs of you wearing it while cooking!
That's the kind of apron that you wear with no other clothes on
you better keep it! It will make a great conversation piece at each dinner party/BBQ you host!
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