friday night was "family game night" with the inlaws. it was a pretty good time. saturday, siouxs! went to some u-city dance concert. i stayed home and polished off my fifth of bourbon (note to self: buy more bourbon). spiderman was played, skip came over, siouxs! came home, a good time was had by all. sunday morning, no hangover, but that empty-stomach feeling that sometimes comes with a long liquor drunk. the inlaws "family christmas cookie exchange." drove into the city. drove to the farthest place that can be possibly considered in the "st. louis area." a good time was had, by both cynic and listeners alike. lunch wa good, everything was good, then, drama. who needs the fucking drama? i'll tell you who it isn't. me.
conspiracy theory for you. all of this talk about calling it a holiday tree instead of a christmas tree is a neo-con whisper campaign. it smacks of karl rove. what a great way to recharge the semi-christian masses, who don't go tu church, but do feel threatened when some atheist is accused of trying to do away with christmas. how can the republikkkans lose this one? once the accusation is in place, there's no taking it back, and the damage is done to atheists, church-and-state-seperatists, and non-christians alike. (i'm sure paul wolfowitz won't mind)
fuck bush.
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