It’s been quite a while since I’ve made a posting, and in my laziness I have allowed that magical time collectively known as “The Holidays” to pass unremarked upon. Oh, and I say “magical” because it is that special time that comes every year when school children around the world don’t have to go to stupid school just because some Christians about 1500 years ago needed a correspondingly important Christian holy day to counteract the pagan holiday at Winter Solstice (confused? Don’t be! Click here to learn what I’m talking about).

Before I go into how my Holidays went, I’d first like to take just a single paragraph to think back a bit. This here marks the first post of January 2005. That means it has now been one year since I first registered this site. One year since a lot of things (and don’t think I haven’t thought about it since I was at home and all). I’d say both a lot and very little has happened. A lot because I think most people would agree that my life looks very different from how it did this time last year. Very little because I don’t feel that I’ve changed THAT much . . . plus, it just doesn’t seem like it’s been a year! Can you believe that it’s already 2005? I know people say this a lot, but aren’t we supposed to be driving flying cars to work by now? Hell, aren’t I supposed to have a real job by now for that matter? Guess not, but hey, what can ya do? OK, enough reminiscing (no, I don’t think that’s how that word is spelled. And I don’t much care. So there.), let’s get to the story!

So I spent the Holidays in Arizona. After my runin with alcohol on my birthday, I worked all weekend (which was of course miserable) before jumping a plane at an ungodly hour on Monday morning. Made it home OK (despite having to spend the entire transAtlantic flight sitting next to a returning Mormon. Yay.) and none the worse for wear. I don’t remember too much on the lead-up to Christmas, though I can tell you that a small birthday party was held for me on Tuesday night with my grandparents and cousins and that I also went and saw “The Phantom of the Opera” with my Mom, Amy, and Nate. I absolutely adored it and went again to see it before the trip was over (in fact, I saw tons of movies while at home, including “The Aviator”, “National Treasure”, “Ocean’s 12”, and “Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events”).

Christmas Eve was spent at Brad and Janet’s house which was nice (though the pool table was covered, which upset me greatly), and while Christmas morning was spent at my parents’ house (with the three grandparents), Christmas dinner was at Buffy and Frank’s house (wherein I got to see Adam again, which was terrific, since we didn’t think he’d get any leave before being sent off to Iraq). Nothing but movies happened between Christmas and New Year’s, and on that evening about 10 of us went to catch the Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers concert at Celebrity Theater. The show absolutely rocked, and the fact that the seats were not in the front row as previously thought was only a small disappointment.

Alas, I left soon after that. Not soon enough to avoid some unpleasantness, but as usual, such things are handled and then dismissed from the mind. All in all it was a terrific visit home and the only thing I would have really changed would be to have been able to stay longer. If nothing else, it saddens me greatly to know that I may not be seeing my brother within the confines of the state of Arizona ever again. Once Brie gets back from her training, they’ll be moving as soon as humanly possible to some place with a coast. I can’t really blame them since I live a good 5000+ miles away, but still! I’m gonna miss my brudda!

I hope your Christmas/Solstice/Hanukkah was simply wonderful!


“Hi. I’m Eddie. How do you like me so far?”
~Mark Valley (as “Eddie Arlette”) – “Keen Eddie”

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