Dec 04 2008
I Am Going To Be (A Hungover) Santa Claus
Because I like setting myself up for situations that resemble lame sitcom plots and because I love animals, I got suckered into being Santa Claus this Saturday at my local Petco. This means that from 1:30-4 pm or so I will be dressed in a beard, pretending to be jolly, and taking photos with people’s pets. And since my office Christmas party/Booze Cruise is tomorrow (and since I plan on introducing everyone involved to the West Coast Margarita) I will also probably be trying my best to avoid vomiting on chihuahuas and regretting being born for most of the time. I am doing this because no one else would, five dollars of every photo go to Rescue House, and I’ve always wanted to dress as Santa and bring people joy (that last part is a lie). Seriously though, come down and torment me. I encourage you to do it. Email me if you need more info.
I will be the Santa that smells like stale West Coast Margarita. Expect a blog about the experience to follow.
5 responses so far
The dogs didn’t seem to mind the smell of cigars and stale beer. Of course, dogs also sniff each other’s butts.
I want a follow-up blog about the experience!
Waiting on the West Coast Margarita experience!
Hey Ari just wanted to stop by and say hi. Your blog is awesome. I hope all is well!
Did you die playing Santa or what? Your regular readers must be chomping at the bit to get the rest of the story.