I’ll be heading home for the holidays tomorrow. Yes, good ol’ New York. I’m not sure I still have much in common with my old friends and family - it’s been three months, and the L.A. lifestyle is so very different. I don’t know if they’ll even recognize me. It’s not that I’ve had that much work done - just some lipo, a chin implant, some eye work, a buttocks-lift, pectoral saline implants, jawline enhancements, abdominal texturing, some light tanning, and a small nose job that was medically necessary to correct my deviated septum - but my attitude is different and folks might think I’ve changed as a person.
I haven’t, not really. I’ve grown a little as a person, that’s all (the fibula extensions also helped with this).
Anyway, I’ll be blogging from New york as necessary. But have a very merry Christmas, all of you, be you Christian or evil. Good will to all. And please don’t wish for coal in the stockings of anyone in our government. It’s not just an uncharitable thought. It’s also exactly what they’d want.
Fanny Roborat
11 comments
Allison in Santa Cruz
December 23, 2004 at 6:34 pm
1Tsk tsk, Adam. Jeanne promised me you’d both keep taking your normal pills. I shoulda known not to trust a coupla LA-type folks.
Murray
December 23, 2004 at 7:07 pm
2Adam, you haven’t been in LA that long. If you had, you would know that all that work would only have qualified you for Midwest status (like Michigan). You would need WAY more work to be LA.
Enjoy the holidays!
pjk
December 24, 2004 at 4:15 am
3Would that be Bituminous, or the new and improved coal that DOESN’T cause asthma? I’ve heard it really makes the air CLEANER, just by burning a few million metric tons an hour.
Can’t run them power plants on safe, clean, plentiful and affordable natural gas anymore, because one of those terms used to get millions of homeowners and businesses to hook up doesn’t apply anymore.
But don’t worry, as the power companies are local monopolies, they’ll still be able to “rake us over the coals” for years to come.
Merry Christmas to Adam and family.
Holiday tip: substitute cannabis for sage in your stuffing, and melt down some black hash in the gravy. Wash down with multiple alcohol-laden beverages.
Or, for clean and sober individuals, tell your wife that it looks like HER Christmas ham has increased dramatically in size since last year.
With any luck, you’ll be unconscious through the coronation in January.
Repeat dosage as necessary until desired effect is reached, or the world seems like a better place (the latter outcome is only available with the former option).
Momma in New Yawk
December 24, 2004 at 10:45 am
4‘Abdominal texturing”?? Yikes.
I don’t even know what that is.
Not to worry: I’ll be at the airport so all you have to do is hold up a sign with your name on it, so I can find you.
Got to go now, realize I need to get satin sheets for your bed…. or is it ermine? Or do I need to get one of them Michael Jacksonish barometric tanks for you to sleep in? (Hmm…kind of last minute for that. But I do have a hundred gallon fish tank in the garage, and a helium tank left over from last year’s birthday celebrations. So maybe we can do something with those, I hope).
ginny
December 24, 2004 at 11:47 am
5What to get the man who’s had just a little work done? Ah! A year’s subscription to the “Silicone Caulk-of-the-Month Club!”
Travel safely and be patient with all the other idiots.
-=e=-
December 24, 2004 at 8:56 pm
6Happy Holidays! All the best to you Adam… and welcome (back) home!
The East Coast fell apart while you were gone.
sally, mutant
December 25, 2004 at 6:19 am
7This is the one blog that I check daily. I admit that the glamor of radio stardom is what first attracted me, but now I’m fond of all y’all posters too.
So to Adam, all his near and dear, and to all Fanatical Apathy posters, (I read your comments, always,) I send, in alphabetical order, not at all in chronological order, since some of these celebrations have passed, and my spelling is iffy:
CHhappy CHannuka
Christmas Greets
Dandy Diwali
Excellent Eid
Festive Festivus
Kool Kwaanza
Groovy Little Solstice
As an atheist, I really lean toward groovy solstice. How can you not celebrate, amongst gloomy midwinter mess, that the days are getting longer?
Though you’ve gotta admire Festivus too–this fictional and cruel alternative holiday is a good antidote to seasonal sacchrine.
(While I’m cynical, has anyone else noticed that if George Bailey had never been born that the music in the bar would have been much better? When he exists, the Juka da boxa is crappy Deanna Durbin sounding stuff. If he’d never been born there’s a nice Fats Waller type guy doing boogie-woogie piano live.)
Jerry
December 25, 2004 at 4:09 pm
8Adam got a Silicone Caulk? Too much plastic surgery, if you ask me!
Happy Winter Solstice to everyone, you pinko atheists!
Bob
December 25, 2004 at 9:59 pm
9According to Tom Friedman’s column in Sunday’s New York Times, Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me “…features three journalists who have to answer questions about the week’s news.”
Congratulations, dude, you’re a journalist! Rumor has it that most of the reporters on the Washington Times got started this way.
Magic mose
November 2, 2005 at 2:19 pm
10As the leader of the band that coined the phrase “Groovy Little Solstice”, I’m flattered. Now, go buy the damn record.
Page Rank
January 17, 2006 at 10:39 am
11This is such a wonderful blog… how do you find time?
http://www.samol202.com
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