this may have been my most favorite christmas ever.

playing rockband until 6 a.m. with my brothers might be the most fun i have had in a long long time. if i had a little more sense while drunk, not only would i be missing one million stories from my life, but i would have also remembered to use my awesome new camera. it would have served as my memory for the night. there was a lot of standing on furniture and sincere vocals from me, furious drumming from rich, and band managing and guitar shredding skills from paul.

rich attempted sleep maybe around 2 and later emerged from the guest room at 6 to find paul and i still rip roaring drunk and "touring." the only reason we stopped playing was because we had to drive to my sisters house. we needed to make it there by 7 a.m. to watch my nieces find their gifts from santa man.

"colby we gotta go to kellys, its light outside!" rich said. i guess i then gave paul a look of confusion and fear, like i wanted him to protect me from having to leave the game or something. instead of getting my stuff together and getting into the car, i climbed into bed. "what are you doing dude?" i sat up and saw rich and paul staring at me like i was nuts. i then gazed into my lap and started saying, "oh this is not good...this is not good at all." when we got to my sisters paul and i were both still totally wasted. i barely remember opening my gifts. man, what a solid christmas.

i seriously couldnt ask for a more thoughtful, smart, and hilarious group of people to share blood with. i am really lucky.

today while i was watching fox news with my family, which if there is not some kind of sports or sports highlight show airing is always occupying the tv, and a picture of the pope came on while i wasnt paying attention. my mom said, "he looks like satan, doesnt he look like satan? does he not?" so naturally i googled the pope.



kinda, i thought. i mean i guess. but i think satan would probably look more like this:



it is an animatronic elvis from costco that had its eyebrows ripped off. it made me laugh for a few hours thinking about it. it was extra funny because the elvis was up pretty high so you know a kid couldnt have reached up and torn the "hair" out. i wish i couldve seen the grown man tweezin them out.

Gayley's Corner

today is my mom's birthday, so !Happy Birthday! to the most hilarious and amazing mom everrrr.

miss hayley the gayliest of shores will be contributing her perspective on life and all that is awesome to my blog, therefore today is also the birth and first installment of...

Gayley's Corner:

A slanket is the future. Sold out amazingness.



blanket with two arms. convenient for reading, using a remote, surfing the net, hitting a bong. whatevers.

we keep a box of kitchen matches in our bathroom to cover up the smell of our "poo" when we do "#2." the crappy thing about it is, ha crappy... is that i now associate the smell of a freshly lit match with shitting rather than with something cool like, smoking a cigarette,or mom lighting your birthday candles. whenever someone lights a match now i am now like, "okay, who poo pooed?"

over the last week, during my usual late late night t.v. time, a commercial has been coming on around 1ish. its this guy advertising cheap audio stuff like car stereos, speakers, etc... boring?





nope, boss as hell!

neither commercial is the one theyre airing here now, but they are just as good, if not better.

"PERIOD!"

Today was a really sad and tragic day. Weasely, the worlds nicest cuddliest cat passed away. We found him this afternoon in the backyard. His death was an accident and was most likely very quick and hopefully painless. Ive never met a cat as nice as him and probably never will.

Here are some pictures of him in his favorite spot, with becky on the couch. He frequently slept in the most awesome positions:






wease, your purrs and meows will be missed so much. rest in peace peezly pants <3

uuuhhhmmm:



meet the double roll pizza from pizza hut japan. some notable toppins on it are the hamburgers, four cheeses, and corn. the crust is filled with lil sausages that are wrapped in BACON and it comes with a side of ketchup and maple syrup for dippers. just when i think i have a grasp of how rad japanese culture is, i see something like this and realize that i cant even begin to understand their level of genius.

here is a commercial for the original "sausage roll" pizza that is sans hamburgers.



the koreans arent too shabby either:



why are skinny countries putting hot dogs in pizza crust? and why didnt americans figure it out first? c'mon fats! get it together! i can understand why we've missed the shrimp-crust thing though:



peeja hut!