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I did promise some kind of holiday update, I think.
Christmas, as it has been for the past 24 years (and then some) was spent at home. There's a lot of running around from place to place that I could probably do without, and Dad seemed to agree. If it were up to me, we'd get up Christmas morning, enjoy a nice breakfast, shoot some (wacky) video, and then we'd all sit around fat and happy for the rest of the day.
Perhaps this will go into effect next year, along with my push to try a deep fried turkey on Thanksgiving.
For my little brothers, I made this year's Christmas a scavenger hunt of sorts. I remember being a freshman in college and not having a lot of bucks (I think, realistically, Bob and Tim have plenty of money that they're not letting on to, but I digress) for Christmas presents. So, when prompted, I asked Timmy for "the most awesome mug ever" and Bobby for "some cool candy that I have probably never had before".
The boys delivered.
I wish I had a photo or two of what they came up with; maybe I will later. Timmy's mug mission netted me a really striking mug with the phrase "#1 Grandpa" emblazoned across the front. If you have to ask why that fits the description of coolest mug ever, you'll never understand. Bob got me some Swedish(?) Egyptian(?) chocolate candy cigarettes, these weird bubble gum particles in a burlap sack, and a bag of M&M's in colors I have never seen before. Apparently, they were in the same color scheme as the characters Bob, Tim, Erin and I play in Halo 2. Erin thought this was obscenely cute and thoughtful.
As for New Year's Eve, Erin and I decided to play it cool and stay home this year. I went to the local package store and picked up some of our favorites, but I got a backache from carrying all the groceries and crap into the house, and Erin had a headache, so it resembled a celebration at a senior citizen's home, with Erin and I complaining of our ailments and occasionally getting up to fix ourselves a drink. Needless to say, there was none of the drunken debauchery of last year. What a shame.
Regis had the charisma of a cadaver, and Ashl[ee|ey] Simpson was atrocious. When she introduced Earth, Wind, and Fire Erin and I exasperatedly shouted at the television, "You don't even know who they are!"
We're old now, I think.