Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas in Arizona


First of all, it's cold. I know you wouldn't expect that in Arizona, but is in fact cold. It's not snowing or anything, but it's definitely winter out here. Our friends up in Washington and Portland are snowed in, which I kind of envy, actually. Cold without snow is like a giant tease.

So last night we all went over to Mike and Lesley's for Christmas Eve. He and Lesley threw together a pretty cool Christmas bash. Honestly, I don't remember the last time a group of people that big laughed so much. At one point, I thought the alcohol might be suspect. Is there laughing juice in here? Apparently not. I was told this is what fun is called. Who knew?

The party was fun. There was a present swap. I somehow got the bag with hemorrhoid cream. More laughter ensued. My face hurt after about 10 seconds.

Doc, Andy and Sam got blasted. Doc was hilarious. The most memorable drunk moment between them was white boy impov rap. That's right; rap. Andy gave a beat while Doc and Sam teed off. Oh.. the things that were said in that rap. No, Doc, I won't repeat them here, and no, I won't include the picture either. ;) That piece of evidence, I leave to you to do with what you will.

Under Mike and Lesley's Christmas tree was a box to "The Tom Billings Foundation", which is our new Non Profit Org. They gave it to us before we left. I'm still blown away with their present. A camera. They gave us a Nikon digital camera and it'll rock your socks off. I've been playing with it all day.

Christmas day, everyone was pretty beat, but it was a nice day; Turkey, Russian Holiday bread, a Christmas tree over a pile of presents. I got shoes! Really cool shoes that fit my big ass feet!

And now, for your viewing pleasure; my day with the camera, and yes; it has time lapse on it, which is the coolest thing ever! I'm going to go play with my camera now. :)





Timelapse footage of the back alleyway and the awesome sunset. How cool is that?


Me and Marla, the crazy new puppy!
I'm wearing the scarf Marita made me.




Festive candles.




Christmas Aftermath.



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