Well, another holiday season has come and gone, with the exception of New Years Day steadily approaching. I hope that everyone was blessed with some time to spend with the people that mean the most to them in their lives, and I hope that all you greed heads got all the little shit that you asked Satan Clause for.
It was a great time for me this go around. My father and step-mother both came in to spend the weekend with me and my gal. It was really good to see them as it was only our third time to spend Christmas together as a family in my 32 years of living, and it was our first with my soon to be wife. Sometimes those long distance relationships between families can be a mother fucker, and when the time comes that you can finally spend together then you need to milk it for all it’s worth. I only wish that my sister, brother-in-law, and my nephew could have made it too. That would have been the icing on the cake, but I’ll settle for plain cake if I can get it. I checked my sister’s new blog, now linked from mine (see the little man with shades in the right-hand column), and judging by the pictures that she had posted of the family Christmas there touring the local castles and visiting Stonehenge, it looks as they had a great time also. We’ll catch up when we make it over to the UK to visit them this coming year.
I did, however, miss all of the chums that I normally hang with during the holidays and would have really liked to see them as well, but I figured catching up with family weighed a little heavier than getting slobbering drunk with the same band of marauders that I have been doing so with over the last 18 or so years. Don’t get me wrong, it’s always a great time, but it was oddly refreshing to wake up on Christmas morning without a hangover for the first time in I don’t know how many years.
Today, I guess I’ll need to grab up my phone, take inventory of all of the missed calls, and call them with apologies for all the good times that I missed with them, though I’m sure my presence wasn’t missed as much as I missed being there. The show must go on, and it’s really easy to keep the party rolling if you have plenty of rocket fuel for the liver even if a couple of suckers don’t make it to the party!
The road goes on forever…
Ok, enough for now.
I’m off to finish reading one of my favorite presents I got this year, Hunter S. Thompson’s Better Than Sex.
Oh yea, don’t forget that that today marks the beginning of Kwanzaa, so grab up your favorite 40oz, Biggie Smalls CD, Cracklin’ Cornbread recipe, and your chronic to start things off right.
And remember, make whitey pay!
Love, peace, and chicken grease…
Lp.
Monday Morning
Lp.
1 Comments:
Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanza - man, it's the Big Trifecta this week. The commercial pigs are back at the trough today, returning shit and getting more shit. Getting together with families and friends is the one thing about this time of year that keeps all the crappy parts in check. Go back to reading Hunter ...
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