The Daily Sabs

growing up my mom sort of encouraged this sort of thing. in fact, if i didn't get the crab claw (or if she had unhinged it before i had a chance to make a round of bad jokes and demonstrate how the crab claw could move posthumously), i would throw a fit. not like a kicking and screaming fit, but a pouty one. i'm doomed if i ever have kids of my own. mostly because i will probably still want to play and they will fight me for it. good thing crabs have two claws.

and in case you didn't know, lobsters do too.

as a total random aside, we saw john hodgman in an "intimate" conversation with dave eggers today. it was part of the sfsketchfest, and was really quite fantastic. i love his wry literary humor. after all, i don't lol, i just quietly chuckle.

private for friends of nick p: if you see him anytime soon, call him lobot. john hodgman will, and that guy's an expert. you can't really fight that.

somehow, a few years ago, my family started some new holiday traditions. they include eating a meal together, drinking some bubbly (or dessert wine), and then playing a boatload of video games. sometimes we're more civilized with board games or cards instead, but that's a rarity and only happens if we don't have enough controllers and someone starts a coup.

to be totally honest christmas eve tends to be better than christmas. on christmas we pretend we're fancier than we really are, make a big ol' meal and sit in the formal dining room. we also have guests and tend to wear clothes other than our pajamas and jeans.

also, christmas day is always turkey or ham and everything else traditional, whereas christmas eve is whatever happens. this time it happened to be lobster. morm called me earlier today to ask if we eat lobster. do we eat lobster? pulease... i mean shoot if i don't eat him first, he'll eat me. right?