501blue

so the man who calls himself my father (even though my mom won't admit it, i'm sure it's not biological) did a pretty good job of trashing Christmas eve.

but on a good note, my grandad told me some stories about when he was in the army today. i guess him and a bunch of other medics got a bunch of rum and got trashed and one dude passed out so they put his leg in a cast from hip to ankle. imagine getting wasted and waking up with your whole (unbroken) leg in a cast. oh man that cracked me up, coming from my 87 year old grandad and all.

oh, and to all the kids. i believe we'll be having dinner monday night at Alexandria's. so far lagmy and Monica are coming. oh and if we don't go there for some reason it'll be CA Rollin'. so just give one of us a call.

oh, and some resolutions, while i'm thinking of it. No eating of the cows or pigs, and NO MORE STARBUCKS! they are the devil!