Christmas at my house

A while ago I saw this recipe for mashed potato snowmen and thought it was the cutest thing on the planet. So on Christmas, I tried making my own little potato people. I think our potatoes were a little too yellow to represent snow well, but they were very tasty. And c'mon, how cute is that face? It's like he was reaching out his little carrot arms for a hug, and instead I just ate him right up. I am so evil at Christmas!!



My sister gave me a retro-looking wind-up robot toy, and I posed him in front of my parents' gas fireplace in an attempt to take some apocalyptic photos. It didn't really work, because in most of them you either see my hand or the edge of the fireplace, but this was the best one:

Sparkly holidays

I haven't seen any snow this year, but there are enough sparkles in my apartment to make up for it. Here's what my 2004 holiday cards looked like:




And here's the linoleum block I carved for making them.




In case you can't tell, it's a very light blue card (recycled paper -- I'm so proud) with a snowflake made out of light blue glitter on silver ink.



I sent out 50, so if you got one, it means I think you're cool, because I probably know more than fifty people. While I'm on the subject of holiday greetings, here is last year's card.

Robots on a platform

Robot guard dog

It's a cute idea, but I doubt a Roborior Guard Dog can really "check on your pets, teenagers or the elderly." Wouldn't even the least punk-ass of teenagers be able to outsmart that thing? And probably most old people, too? I know I don't want a damn robot checking on me, no matter what age I am. It feels very Big Brother and stalky. But maybe if I programmed it myself, like "Come check on me at 7 to be sure I stop working and eat some dinner," it wouldn't be so bad. I just wish it weren't so freaky looking. It's supposed to resemble a jellyfish, but to me it looks more like an extra-terrestrial.