Sunday, December 26, 2010

while watching Next Great Baker

James: What are they baking?

Michael: Cakes.

James: Well no shit, but what's the theme?

Michael: Christmas?... yeahh Christmas.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas

Christmas in the Rio Grande Valley is pretty lame if you're from somewhere else: it doesn't get very cold; English is a second language; & everything is closed for two days straight. [even Whataburger!]

But location means nothing for our family. We found ourselves watching this shit on Christmas Eve after our meal consisting of a deli tray & spinach dip:


Watch it. I had never heard of this kid until last night, AND THAT'S BECAUSE I saw his interview on Chelsea Lately. It's pretty damn funny. This one may even prove to be better. [He reminds me of Mort Goldman from Family Guy]
I can't believe Willow Smith is only 9. Will Smith needs to get his kids' lives together because he is setting them up for some crazy shit.

Merry Christmas everyone.

Friday, December 24, 2010

someone said I should start a blog.

So I did.

It's Christmas Eve, I'm sick, & I have nothing better to do while my brother annoyingly blares his music & my parents bake date bread together in the kitchen. [That's right, they're baking TOGETHER.]

I took DayQuil for the first time in my life today. It helped instantly, but I felt shitty again within a few minutes. Now I know why I always judged my ex for doing that.

All I know right now is that I am glad to be home and spend some quality time with my family, & more importantly, my dachshund.

[I just coughed on my screen.]