Friday, the 27th of December, 2002
Wednesday, the 25th of December, 2002
Sunday, the 15th of December, 2002
This year, it was my turn to supply holiday greeting cards. This is an interesting challenge; neither of us are comfortable with religious sentiments, but Kelly wants something that isn't even specifically Christmas-themed. This is hard to align with the fairly traditional look I had in mind this year. How do you infuse a card with the spirit of the season when you can't make any specific reference to the holiday being celebrated?
Sunday, the 8th of December, 2002
Yesterday's picture shows me dressed up as "Goth Santa" just before heading off to Santarchy. The costume consisted of the clothes I'd been wearing all day, plus a black stocking cap trimmed with a marabou feather boa and a pom-pom. Leftover marabou was wrapped around the tops of my boots. It was simple, but it made people laugh, so I think it worked. As the evil Santa from the South Pole, I travel the world in a submarine pulled by barracuda, distributing gifts (made by my genetically-modified rat helpers) to that critically underserved market segment, the undead - or so the story went by the end of the evening.
Saturday, the 7th of December, 2002
Monday, the 2nd of December, 2002
I listened to a lot of Enya when I first discovered commercial radio and recorded music. One of the songs on her first album, "The Celts", had a line that caught my ear - "na laetha geal m'óige" - and this phrase has whispered through my mind ever since. Those were the days before Google, and an abortive attempt at learning Gaelic notwithstanding I never made out what it meant.