Happy Holidaze

Ah, Christmas – the one season when I get to make like a high school wrestler and eat everything in sight. So last weekend, against the will of my friends, family and – I’m guessing – God Himself (the Man upstairs, not God Himself of Wilmington, Virgina, who really needs to change his name one of these days), I went ahead and consumed my body weight in raw cookie dough, then washed it down with a enough eggnog to trigger a massive coronary in a healthy male elephant. Figuring that a holiday binge-related death would make me a figure of note in Culver City urban legends – and earn me a cute obituary with the cause of death listed as “nogahide” or something – I listened to my heart by drowning it in sweet, holiday-related goodness. And while the resulting food hangover has me wondering if I’ve peaked a little early, especially given the roughly two weeks of homemade baked goods that’s looming on the horizon, I figure I can always just make like a squirrel and store my mom’s cookies in my cheeks for the long, cold months ahead.

That’s right, it’s about time for me to head back to Vancouver to close out an awesome ’06. With the last twelve months including the work on this here website, THE SILVER BULLET, COP & CUP, OFFICE LIFE, BLAK COFFEE and SHOOT FOR THE MOON – not to mention a good fifty pages of a top secret script – it’s been the most productive year I’ve had since the days of film school. So a huge thanks to all those who helped make it possible, and a very happy holiday to all of you who get a kick out of what we’ve been doing. Check back in the new year for the next installment in the video podcast, and I hope you get everything you want under the tree this year!*

*If you happen to get a radio identical to the one seen in the picture above, I’ll give you eleventy billion dollars for it. Best. Christmas gift. Ever.