First things first. E-bone WINS! E-bone WINS! Yes, my friends, for the second year in a row, the lowest seeded team comes through to win our fantasy football league. Just as Quad came from the 4th seed last year, the mighty E-bone’s Bills ram shacked its way through the bracket, finally beating perennial number one Master Slackers by 1.5 points. In melodious order, E-bone took out the L-Quad Dudesters, the Syrens, and finally the Master Slackers on his way to championship glory. So, E-bone, let me be the first to congratulate you on your win. You deserved it after all the bashing I gave you. But I’ll be honest, as much as I wanted to repeat as champion, I would rather YOU have it if I couldn’t. It just goes to show that we are brothers I all that we do.

Quad celebrated his 45th birthday on the 22nd. I think it was the best birthday yet. We (wife, kids, and in-laws) celebrated at Yukihana’s (again), and I got some cool gifts. The main one being a 30gb Ipod. The little 2gb that I got for father’s day just wasn’t cutting it.

Christmas eve sort of sucked, but not because it was Christmas eve. MQ was doing her womanly duties, the laundry, and the dryer went out in mid-cycle. So I did the manly thing and volunteered to take the clothes to the local Laundromat and dry them. Besides, it would give me a chance to get caught up on my reading. The whole time I was driving to the Laundromat I was trying to convince myself that the good Lord made this happen for a reason, that there was a REAL reason that I was being sent to the Laundromat on Christmas eve.

Maybe, I thought, I was going to get to experience what Christmas is really about: giving and being thankful. I drove there, excited with overwhelming anticipation. As I walked in and saw that every damn washer and dryer was being used, it was then I realized why I was sent there: so that I could see where every damn, bean eating, burrito loving illegal alien spends their Sundays. I haven’t seen that many damn illegal-aliens since they marched back in may, protesting their illegality.

I never understood that either. Here we are, knowing we have a problem with illegals, trying to solve the problem of them coming into our country illegally, came up with this GREAT idea of building a fucking wall to try to keep them out, when all they had to do is this: we knew they were marching in every major city in America on May 3rd. why didn’t we round them bitches up THEN and send them back? Maybe I would have been able to dry my clothes on Christmas eve. But nooooooooooo. We want to build a wall!!!

Anyway, I ended up over at my in-laws house and dried them there. The cool thing about that was that they were at MY house for Christmas dinner! I still was able to catch up on my reading as well as eat one of the chocolate covered marshmallow santas they were saving for Pookie. Man, was that damn thing good or what?