"Compliments of the Season!"

Frankly speaking, I'd never even heard of the phrase before. And even after I recovered from the bewilderment of the statement, I couldn't bring myself to say it either, for fear that I'd turn into a freakin' walking Hallmark card. I feel quite bad for the nice lady who tooted forth the words half a room away, only to receive a too-quick "Merry Christmas!" from me. A faint look of confusion fluttered across her face, revealing my social faux pas. Oops.

But honestly, why couldn't plain ol' "Merry Christmas" do? I wouldn't even mind "Seasons' greetings", actually. But going "Compliments of the Season!" seems to me too businesslike and formal. Or maybe this is what the working world entails. Have you heard any other odd ways of greeting someone that threw you off a bit the first time you heard it?

But anyways, I'm seizing the fact that today's New Year's Eve(and hence not yet too late) to post up some pictures - and also to celebrate the fact that I did actually do something vaguely party-ish this festive season.

One-eyed Zorro shows us the way to partay.

At St James Power Station
Looking slightly double-chinny @ The Gallery Bar
Oh hey! I changed my hair. (In case you haven't noticed.)

Poetry in Motion

A damn good fart
While not acceptable in public,
Is necessary
And can be enjoyed in private
With others.

Dear Friends,

I know I have been tardy in updating this blog o' mine.
But know this!
I have not left it for dead.