i'm still not sold on the fact that december 25 is jesus' birthday. but since everything is generally closed on christmas day, and i wasn't in the mood to eat chinese food or head out to the movies, there's nothing much else to do on december 25 but celebrate his birthday in typical american style: by eating large quantities of food and contributing personally to the obseity epidemic. nothing says son of god like overindulgence and cheesecake.
since my
last post from the airport in washington, dc was in my mind, extraordinarily well-written, and probably won't be topped for a while, i guess that's it for now.