Jane and I are total goofballs…. When Christmas time comes we really get into it…Even though we’re atheists, the Santa Claus thing is a blast to us … Obviously for us this time of year has nothing to do with religion, and has everything to do with fun. We went to 14 parties in the month of December, and we got to see a shitload of family and friends that we never get to hang out with during the year… For obvious reasons, we can’t post pictures of every party we went to…(some of our Vanilla friends probably wouldn’t want their pics here…go figure) …but we have a few that we can get away with…

We had Tickets to see James Brown for 5 days after he died. So when I woke up Xmas morning and found out he went to join the chior invisible I was bummed out...because I dig on the Godfather of Soul, but then I realized..damn, he's the one who's dead... I was about to open all sorts of expensive shit that other people bought for me. So I guess I didn't have it so bad. Happy Birthday Jesus, thanks for the day off from work.

So without going into boring detail about the different parties, once again this story is better told in pictures:

                             For some reson we went to Rockefeller Center to see the big tree, and get annoyed by tourists.

                                                                          
                                        Our Boy Stephen Lynch had the lead in this play...         Me looking like I am trying to solicit felatio
                                                                                                                                        from an aged jazz musician

                          
                                     
                       Looking like touristy shmucks...                                                   Spending money always makes Jane smile.

                            Me signing the James Brown Memorial in front of B.B. Kings             Me and my pal Dave totally shitfaced

                                                                                                                                                 in the East Village

              Jane in Times Square... you can keep your                                          I have no idea why we're smiling like       
                 fucking grass and wide open spaces.                                                 we both have an extra chromosome ...
       

        The 'lil fellas are drawn to Jane for some reason...                      Smiling because we just got a cab in midtown during rush hour.

             Toga Joe XXXmas Party. Yes I am                         Jane's old Wall St. Pals still have an annual get together...

            wearing white pants. What a Faggot.                       

              Us at the party again. I should have taken           Santas Little Helper. Mrs. Claus just ain't doin it for the old fella these days

                    all my pics from the waste up.

                      Me & Toga Joe. Aren't we a cute couple?                                        This is Jane with her "utterly contented"                  

                                                                                                                                         look at the and of the night.