Good friends, booze, and lures. That pretty much sums up the 23rd annual CMU Christmas party. And the 22nd, the 21st; pretty much all of them. And that is a damn fine thing. There just aren't any a-holes in this group and the entertainment value is second to none. The amateur comedians that I hang with are quite a bunch. Good laughing (as opposed to bad laughing).
The Crouse family's new chalet had Norman Rockwell's ass getting kicked in terms of Christmas spirit. I was waiting for Jimmy Stewart to come through the front door. Very nice.
Happy 42nd to Tim V. Sweet AC-DC drinking glasses that you got for your birthday.
Ooh Wa, Chip Ooh Wah.