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so…. yeah. some free advice. if you want to chop down a large cedar tree, your shoulder is not the right tool to use for that job. even if you are on a bike with a good head of steam. trust me on this one…

so… these days in the lindholm clan, the adults draw names, and you only buy a gift for whoever you draw (the kids still get the requisite ass load of gifts, don’t worry).  well, lucky me, my brother drew my name this year.  so what did i get, you ask?  pictured below are the three items that make up the most random gift anyone has ever given me:

1. a box of liquor filled candy, shaped of course, like little liquor bottles

2. not one, but two giant 2008 calendars with, what else, chicks with guns

3. and of course, 200 rounds of 9mm ammunition. cause, why not?

thanks brother! but seriously, the real gift came when he made the announcement that they were having yet another child, appeasing the grand-people and their insatiable need for little drooling chaos machines. thanks for taking another one for the team charles, that’ll keep those jackals off my ass for at least another year. cause you know, nothing says the holidays like “so when are you going to meet a nice girl and start generating offspring?”

so… my mom got a cat.  and no, that’s not a typo, the cat’s name is vector.  my mom is one of those “math is a game.  games are fun.  therefore, math is fun.” kinds of people.  yeah.  but so, vector is basically insane.  it tears through the house constantly, bouncing off the walls, attacking anything that looks slightly questionable, basically wrecking shop.  i was terrified the entire time i was there… every time i would start to relax, i would see a grey blur out of the corner of my eye, feel an impact, usually on my head, and then nothing… no sign of the cat anywhere.  it’s like a fucking ninja.  with claws.  despite my mom’s efforts to explain that this was ‘normal’ kitten behavior, i went ahead and locked the bedroom door when i went to bed.  and pushed a dresser in front of it.

We had a little get together this weekend to celebrate the holidays.  good food, good friends, good times.  I did feel a little bad for Brian, as he was the only one there that didn’t bring a date…

a little bit of extra holiday cheer for you, courtesy of our friendly local bookstore.  he may never get elected mayor of austin, but at least he has his own holiday refrigerator magnet set…

me and the thorntons got all christmas-y today and put up the tree. we even topped the tree with a star…

Happy Merry Christmakwanzaka!