December 23, 2006
Seen On Lookout Mountain Dr.
A nice end-of-year sentiment on a bumper sticker:
"It Has Become Appallingly Clear
That Our Technology
Has Surpassed Our Humanity"
December 10, 2006
Sunday In LA After A Full Night Of Rain
I wish the Irish Wolfhound belonged to me but then I couldn't actually afford to feed him.
Taking him on hikes is treat, however it does create a lot of conversation and excited exclamations about his size and beauty. That's all good - you get what you get paid for. I hear "big as a horse" about fifteen times on a single hike but I took offense yesterday on behalf of Max when an actressy twenty-something said, "He looks like an elephant!" Maybe she's never actually seen an elephant.
December 04, 2006
The Spirit Of Christmas
Our first Christmas party of oh six kicked off the season in grand style.
And so it should be since it was hosted by the stylist to the Idols.
The theme was unbroken, except maybe the naughty stained glass penises. The valet parkers were nuns. The bartenders were alter boys. The food table provided several sacrificial lamb balls. There were pews to kneel on while ordering your cocktails and if you didn't kneel (or often even if you did) you were spanked with a ruler by some very bad and very near naked nuns. There was a confessional with a "naughty priest" to hear your sins - the line to see him was VERY long. There was a nativity scene with all sorts of barnyard animals giving me allergies - no camel however because "he was booked". (BTW - The animal handlers didn't seem too amused by their current gig - they noted that they "usually do chidrens parties" and at the end of the night a buzzed paritioner referred to them loudly as "brokeback". There were hundreds and hundreds of crosses everywhere which the host, otherwise known for the night as "Mary" with her glowing "pregnant" belly, clipped from the ceiling for you and planted a handful in everyone's car.
That's the naughty priest in the middle above, taking a break...
And angels greeted you as you arrived and then later handed you your goody bag, yawned and blessed you as you left. I asked the host how he could ever possibly top himself, but not surprisingly he already has the theme for next year all planned out.
