all this weight, is honest worse?

mr jason hosted the anual thanksgiving refugee dinner at his humble abode on 100th & arora and i had the honor of attending this year. it was my first big holiday away from home, and when i talked to my mom as i was purchasing yams for my part of the dinner she was quite sad. i reassured her that i would be home for christmas. aaw momma.

i actually consumed the turkey, and it was probably the most deliciously juicy turkey i've ever eaten. i'm pretty positive it's because it was filled with regina's love. more relistically it was probably because it took a 24 hour brine bath in a bright orange home depot bucket. contrary to popular belief, soaking a turkey in salt water does not make it salty or dry. it actually has the opposite effect, and when you stuff it full of rosemary and apples turns out quite delicious! thank you alton brown. you are a god. also at the behest of alton brown was regina's pepper vodka that i'm pretty sure removed some vital organs upon consumption.

after drinking a substantial amount of champagne cognac and vino (we're just so damn fancy!) we crashed at jason's for the night. the next day, jason chopped down a small shrub in his back yard and we had our very own charlie brown christmas tree decorating celebration.
me: it needs a star!
jason: if we put a star on top of it it would probably fall over
solution: a single-ply tinfoil star
we shuffled around the house listening to the charlie brown christmas soundtrack while decorating our tree. i've also decorated my little room on phinney with some white christmas lights. it's quite quaint if i do say so myself.

my phone was also found on friday morning in a shallow puddle of water, rendering many of its keys useless. cingular has promised to send me a replacement, as it's still under warranty.

last night i went dancing with phill and his lady friend whose name i can not remember... phill said think of "insert super model name here" but she looked nothing like said super model so i still can't remember her name. she was a very sweet girl, but phill said something about three strikes and you're out. all these damn dating rules. i really freaking hate dating.

miss kat is currently on the left coast and will hopefully be visiting me sooooon : )

i've been working on a poster at modern dog for an emily haines show at the croc and have done several versions. i was talking to rob about one of my executions and he said what's your idea? and i said i guess it's more about a feeling than an idea and he said i needed to turn my feeling into an idea. good call rob.

i also had a really interesting conversation with mike about another execution that was really helpful. he said i needed to be able to know exactly what i was trying to say, and instead of metaphorically interpreting things in a very willy nilly sort of way needed to be able to very directly communicate with my audience what i was trying to say. seems like an art vs. design sort of conversation to me. i'll file that conversation under *remember this whenever you go to design something*

it snowed today!