Happy new year!

Rachel was my wing-girl at the House That Greed Bought down in Reseda. There was a fire pit. Costume party--the host of the party wore his Tick costume, I wore my camp counselor gear. Serenity late at night on huge bean bag chairs. Dude, who bogarted our Love Sac, Rachel? As guests left or laid themselves to rest, there was a naked man asleep on the kitchen floor. Later I saw him sleeping on the dog bed, and then at the foot of the bed in the host's bedroom. Witness to lots and lots of debauchery, with really very little involvement therein. I mean, I do love to be a fly on the wall. Always surreal in the Mad Scientist House. Sushi on a unique platter. When we woke up the hot-tub was about 1 1/2 feet short of where it was supposed to be. Fat Tire! Huzzah for Ft. Collins beer! Very very surreal. Rachel & I tag-teamed to make sure everyone got new year's kisses. Yesterday my new nunchuck arrived and I'm gonna spend all morning playing a few levels of LEGO Star Wars. There are few things that could not be improved by being played by animated LEGO guys, who explode comically in a set of painful-to-step-on bright-colored plastic pieces. I have no new year's resolutions of my own, though I do have a counter-resolution, that I not at any point let my twin sister become lighter in weight than myself (her resolution is to keep getting more fit, which is awesome, but seriously? Now I will actually have to work to stay ahead. Darn it.) By the way, making pita pizzas with baba ghanoush in place of pizza sauce and a little kefir and mint on top after baking is super duper delicious.