Festivus makes me happy, all. Happy happy.

I love getting presents. I love giving presents. I just really dig it when people are, oh, I dunno, nice to each other.

Tonight is my company's non-denominational holiday get together -- and I'm actually excited about it. Why? Cause it's at Chino Latino, one of those restaurants you always want to go to, but aren't swanked up enough for or don't feel like waiting 3 hours while the bitchy host looks down their nose at you. Lins and I have been inside the Chino and it's really super hip, decoration-wise (trying too hard, you know, too super hip, like the girls that wear the big belts and look perfectly unperfect or whatever they're doing nowadays -- you know, the girls that work where I get my hair cut -- they're all so over-the-top-hip. Anyway...). I haven't had much of a chance to look at the food menu too in-depthly, but I've heard good things. It'll be nice to eat some dinner and drink some drinks with my work peeps and their s.o.'s or cousins or whatever and not have to worry about anything... except I'll have to worry about getting Lindsay to her *giggle* show for her work holiday get together.

What are they doing? You have no idea how happy I am that you just asked... Really -- no idea. They are... They are going to the family friendly production of.... *drumroll* the Radio City Christmas Spectacular (featuring the Rockettes!). Hee.

Spectacular? More like craptacular! Have fun watching those ladies kick and kick and kick some more, Lins! Hee. It's just too bad that it's a "work people only" event. Hee. Wait -- no it's not! I'm thankful! Thankful, I tell you! Have fun with all the families and crazy older ladies (think Molly Shannon characters) that are all about the kicking. I can't wait to hear stories. Just can't wait.

Potential RCCS story from Lindsay:
You see, after 2 hours of midgets and elves and Santa Claus scratching his crotch, the Rockettes came out and the place. Just. Errupted. Then the strangest thing happened -- you won't believe what I'm about to tell you: The Rockettes... are you sitting down? Good... The Rockettes all got into a straight line and kicked. For about 20 glorious minutes. Those ladies sure can kick. I was in complete and total awe. Oh boy. The crowd, myself included, ate that shit up. I was unsure of my calling before tonight, but thanks to the Rockettes and the Radio City Christmas Spectacular, my life now has a singular shining purpose. Boy -- I had such a great time...

Hee. I took creative liberties with that. It might not be quite that glowing of a review. Should be funny, though. I'll let you know. Maybe.

As you may be able to tell, I've eschewed my usual glum mood in favor of a shiny new happy good mood today -- in spite of some of the things I've read and heard today (regarding Iraq -- gonna get bombed soon cause they filed a shitty report -- way to go, champs! and Middle-Eastern Americans -- getting thrown in jail for no apparent reason -- welcome to the 1940's! This pisses me off so much. Grrr.).

Fear not fish fans -- In an attempt to offset the crappy crappiness of the pisses me off link, I also bring happy links (via the very excellent Boing Boing site)...

Tissue San
It's not just a tissue you always use. Ultra cute character Tissue san arrived!!

The Sushi Seals!
As one of the most unique, cutting-edge animated series to come out of Japan in years, the "Sushi Seal Family" is poised to take U.S. television audiences by storm.

Love ! Tarepanda
Just Roll over the panda on the left... Hee.

This page is certainly worth digging around in, too. Oh, the translation. You gotta love the translation. Hee.

Well now, I'm all out of stuff for today... thanks for stopping by!
Eric