Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Holiday Retrospective

A brief history of Christmas 2008:

Chapter I: Memphis

There's a lot of ground to cover here,and it's coming to you in three segments, so I'll dispense with in-depth explanation. For more info on any and all of the events related to the images you'll find below as well as a good bit of conversation related to pooing, please visit the fantastic blog of my charming southern bride here.

There was a housewarming/christmas/potluck party at our new apartment in Cooper Young. It was good. It is a very small apartment, and it got so full of revelers that rooms were literally bursting. Here are some highights:

This is what our tree looked like. It made our humble abode quite warm and welcoming and ushered in a new era of unadulterated domesticity.
Our First Christmas Tree

Here is that very same tree surrounded by homoeroticism
Holly Jolly

Here isthe foreplay leading up to that yuletide romp

A good homemaker ensures his or her guests are never parched, and we make sure to keep those palettes nice and moist
Gin and Juice?
Here's my wife after enjoying a bit of refreshment herself
Good Lookin' Lady

At some point in the evening, the men retired to the mezzanine for a smoke
Smoke 'em if you've got 'em.
Merriment turns Mania

Here, caught on camera, is one of our guests being blown out of the party by the awesome pressure after too many bodies were packed into the building.
Toby lives in a Michael Jackson video
For those of you who don't know, that is the award winning satirist and social critic Reverend T.D. Sells. Here is a photo of him dancing before he was blasted out of the house:
How can you not love that guy?

And of course, no Christmas party would be complete without an ambassador from the Vatican. Representing that tire old sot, the Pope himself, we bring you...NUNZILLA!

You can look at other photos from that same soiree here.
Stay tuned for the next chapter in the Suspenseful Saga of Southern Saturnalia. (Special thanks to

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