crazy holidays...

We all know the song and dance around the holidays, but what's so damn important about them anyway? I do miss my parents and friends, but I think of Public Enemy's "Don't Believe the Hype" whenever the holidays roll around. Everyone talks about going to see their relatives and how it will be shitty or great or some such thing, and then this whole cycle of repetitive conversation or small talk begins whether we like it or not...

So, where do your parents live? Damn, must be cold there right now. What are you going to eat? Shit, I'm gonna gain 10 pounds and watch grandpa fall asleep on the couch with his mouth wide open, snoring louder than the football game in the background. Oh, my sisters' kids are so irritating, and my aunt is annoying as hell always talking about the latest romance novel, or what Oprah had to say about homeless kids around the holidays.

Fine, we all get the point, it pains me just to write about the pointless conversations that go on. My point is that we all know what goes down, let's just talk about other things. In closing, please do not tell me about how much food you ate when I see you, instead, talk to me about what kind of crazy shit your grandmother said. All of us designers are "weird" enough to have some hilarious stories about what our relatives think of our decision to "decorate bottles."

Take care, I love you all, and happy holidays!