I'm now in Wilmington, hanging out with the family for Christmas. This includes hanging out with the Cutest Baby EVER. (And dammit, the upload file thing isn't working. Again, you'll have to wait on pics.)

But first, I was playing with other folks. I spent Monday with Jeremy, and kicked his ass at Kahuna. Bwah hah hah hah. We also visited his downstairs neighbors, who we disturbed in their pajamas. Jeremy was picking up keys so he could watch their place while they were gone for the holidays. We then proceeded to utterly horrify them with Tales of Jeremy's Jokes on Sarah. They kept glancing nervously at the keys in Jeremy's hand as we talked of The Brains on the Floor, The Abortive Attempt at a Sarah Impersonator at the Reunion, The Great Locker Combination Hunt, and more. Good luck, guys. (I also realized, after the fact, that Matthew is an editor in New York and I should have schmoozed him something fierce. Hi, Matthew -- not only am I a foil for Jeremy's hijinks, but I'm also a writer and editor. You can check out my Hire Me! site for details. Also, ask Jeremy about the Christmas cookies -- that's my standard finder's fee for getting me work or a contact that brings work. Here endeth the schmooze.)

Tuesday was spent with Amy and Darren in Philly. We actually had a semi-white Christmas, which Darren attributed to his Canadian mojo. Go, Darren.

Went to Wilmington on Wednesday. (Wowie, with the wuhs.) Since then it's been a refreshing round of eating, sleeping, reading and playing with the Cutest Baby EVER. Life is good.