Tis the season....so what?

Christmas comes but once a year and this year I have NOT done one thing to get ready for it. I went to some parties, and did comedy at a work function, but the only thing I managed to get "done" was send my sister the card she requested with a little something extra inside.

Usually I am full of Yule tide and merry berries but this year I can't seem to care one bit. For some reason it all seems empty, and not warm or full of cheerful anticipation.

2008 was not GREAT...in fact it was a little piece of hell. It tested me physically and emotionally with little room for joy. I'm glad to be on the other side of it and look forward to a brighter 2009, hope does spring eternal at least that's something to be grateful for as we face another Midnight Mass.

Or maybe it's just not that important to me anymore. The shopping, the rushing around, the acts of giving and getting aren't what they used to be. I guess I'm just tired.

Virginia and I both know that there is a Santa Claus, he's out there making the world a brighter and happier place. It's a Wonderful Life and White Christmas still make me cry. The Grinch hasn't stolen anything from me, but things are just not the same anymore.

I plan on losing myself in Seasons One through Three of LOST. I won them in a silent auction for a fundraiser benefiting a woman's shelter. So this year will be known as the LOST CHRISTMAS.

Maybe next year old things will be remembered and new ones will tint my life a bit rosier. Until then you can find me in the hatch trying to figure out what the hell is going on....

Holiday Office Party

Due to the economics of the present time our company canceled our office party. Undaunted, my floor decided to have a small gathering of our own. One of our senior directors asked me to "do" stand up at the party. I being a comic whore could not say no even in light of it being a "dry" event and scheduled for 2pm in the afternoon. Nothing says funny like sober Jews on the eve of Chaka-Khan!

I decided to slum as a prop comic and bring in my Nativity Scene.



I did about 10mins on who and what makes up my crèche, it includes but is not limited to: Black Santa, Vishnu, Action Jesus, a Unicorn, Garden Gnome, Buddha, Menorahs, Dreidels, & Sandy the squirrel from Sponge Bob Square Pants.

Let's just say I was hit and thankfully still have my job considering I believe the key to peace in the middle east can be likened to a squirrel living under water with a talking sponge.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS YA'LL!!

Elfin Warning: Proceed with caution, you're illegal immigrants too.

We all know I have a dark side. It’s cold, bitter and usually comes with a heaping tablespoon of humor the color of pitch. I wish I could say I found this gem. Alas, I can’t, for it was uncovered by my brother in all things wrong & inappropriate for viewers under 18, Vinnie Costa.

This has made my holiday season and like Ma’am always said, “it’s NOT Christmas until someone cries.”

Merry Christmas to all and to all the elves get your bitch asses back to work...

Rabid Rabbits!!

This is me today. A bunny slammed against a glass wall! Where are my plungers when I need them!!! Bawaarrrgh!!!

Photo Phriday by Proxy!

LET'S MAKE THIS CLEAR THIS IS NOT MY BOSS STEVEN SINGER.....
However, an old co-worker saw this truck and sent me this picture apparently there is a Steven Singer who is NOT liked at all....I hate Steven Singer in not only on this truck but I am told on a billboard on some interstate somewhere. Let's stop the H8 on Propositions and Singers!!