Feliz Navidad de Mexico

Hello. Here are some pics from Christmas morning and from our trip to Puerto Penasco (that's Rocky Point for all you non -Espanol speaking retards).
This is Rad coming up the stairs on christmas morning. Santa brought him a horsey.
The day after christmas we left for the Mexico. We had fun. We found a giant squid on the beach, rode in the Arctic Cat, ran lots of miles on the beach, ate tortillas, bought some turquoise, ate some cookies, went for a bike ride, sledded(???), ate some shrimp, saw a one-legged bird, found the coolest contraption EVER, went for a very brisk swim, plus lots of other cool stuff.

Family Christmas Picture

Brian cleaned up his 'hawk, I got rid of my hideous sweater, got all gussied up for church and got a Christmas picture. See! We can actually look pretty good:)

We also took Rad to see Santa. Now, in my opinion, you did not have a good childhood if you didn't see Santa and scream in his face. In the luckiest of cases, you have a picture to document said abuse. Rad has officially had a good childhood and will have evidence for his therapist in 15 year. See photo. Which makes me wonder...since when is it perfectly okay to let your little kiddo sit on some old guy's lap, whisper in his ear and take candy from him? I guess strangers are okay if they are wearing beards and red suits? "But my kid can't have a candy cane. Little Dillinger is not allowed to have sugar. Organic fruit strips only." (Hey lady, sugar is sugar, "organic" or not, fattie). But he can sit on Santa's (who could very easily be crazy George who used to work as the High School custodian, but silently left his post...) I guess that if it is summertime and some crazy guy is going around picking up kids in a Santa Suit he is kinda conspicuous. Whatever, I survived and with a name like Konrad, I am sure he will be fine too.

Family Fug Party

Hello. Signing on to give you the rundown on the family party this year. Same awesomeness as usual, but this year, Julie and I spiced things up a bit, as seen here with our Holiday Flair.

Next, I explained to my Uncle Chuck that I was carrying a huge burden being the only one with holiday spirit, wearing Holiday Santa socks, so he quickly went upstairs and unburdened me. Thanks Uncle Chuck. You are the coolest. Please see socks.

We ate some of good food, chatted, then had our White Elephant Gift exchange, where everybody buys things they want then get pissed when some little smart-A steals their gift that they brought for their own self. We also had Rotney J running the show at the WEGE, which was hilarious, as always. A good time had by all, I am sure.

...And Brian's mohawk.

C3P-Own

Hello, blogging from Prescott, AZ for Christmas. I have been deathly ill for the past 48 hours but I managed to help out my little bro Joe make his band logo. For some reason everyone wants to know if he plays basketball. No, he does not play basketball. What kind of band, you might ask? Death Metal. Here is his logo that I made for him tonight. Actually, it was more of a collaboration. I know, I am awesome. You don't need to comment about my awesomeness, I already know.

Naked As a Jay Bird

At first glance this photo is just a photo of me as a baby in my high chair. No biggie, right?

Look again. That is Jay, my bro, standing behind me...NAKED. My mom recently gave me all of my pics and I have started to scan them and make a digital file. I came across this one not too long ago and it is my favorite, by far.

If wouldn't have had his leg up, I probably would have figured that he was in his undies or something. But no, that tell-tale leg is up, revealing Jay's nakedity.

Thank you for the laugh, Jay!