Well, here it is Christmas..the big day!  Last year I received many wonderful presents: a car, a girlfriend, a calendar, and many wonderful rolls of ducttapeball to feed my voracious appetite.  So certainly this year, I expected no less, especially since I was so magnificently turned out for the occasion.  So, imagine my surprise when all I received was a crumpled piece of black ducttape....to signify coal, I was told. What ever did I do wrong???

I don't think that rolling over that small beagle was that egregious. They bark alot anyway, and the meat went for a good cause, the local Chinese restaurant said they would serve it for Chinese New year, the year of the dog, whenever that next occurs.

And there is not a thing wrong with riding in the back of a pick up truck, not a thing. My driver was NOT going over 30.  I say that that person in the Lamorghini was just driving too close. A broken windshield and a hospital stay are what you should expect if you are going to ride someone's tail.  Hey, if you can afford to own a Lambo, then you should know how to drive, or at least hire a lambo limo driver to get you there safely.

I even attempted to find a paying job this year. I went to the Olive Garden because I hear they make their own lasagna and fettucine noodles.  I thought, what with the price of electricity doubling the past few months, I could just roll around on the dough with perfect result, and their electric bill would stay low.  They said they didn't want to pay a lot of dough to have flat dough...now how lame is that?  Hellll-o...how does that boost the economy? If you eat there and their meals have gone up, don't blame me.

I had a great time catching up with some of my great buds--thanks for the visit Jason and Kippton, and KelcK, too. 

Well, in spite of the lack of materialistic outpouring, my best wishes for a Merry Christmas go out to you all.  Next year, hopefully you will remember how gracious I was during this time and keep me in mind when it is Christmas list time.  Hey, by next year you will all be clamoring for my attention because I will most likely be seated in the Governor's Mansion.  I'll remember who my friends are....