Jesus? Vishnu? Iraqis?

Jesus? Vishnu? Iraqis? Jews? (What a cultural weekend here in the Nash).

Seen at Centennial Park today (not Dec. 25th): A green holiday t-shirt that read, "Go Jesus. It's Your Birthday!"

Visited the Frist Center yesterday for their exhibit on Vishnu - it was the first day so it was free. We are such well-educated world citizens. Even better than Vishnu was the taxidermy exhibit. This man taxidermies animals and then put them back in their original environment and then takes pictures of these animals. Clearly I live in the south.

Jack came over last night and made our apartment a delicious Iraqi meal called murtabak. It made the whole apartment smell like heaven. Jack claims that if Annalise, Kristie, and I dress up like Stepford Wives (pearls a must!) he will make us a glorious meal yet again.

Kristie: I really like that one piece of hair that's sticking up there Spencer. It's like one of your devil horns has grown in, just one more to go!

After dinner, the entire t-eff-a crew made an appearance at D-McGee. Our favorite band was there - unfortunately, our wheel-chair bachelor from last weekend was no where to be found. Kristie and Cari were extremely disappointed by this fact. However, there was a man potentially on crack cocaine dancing with Elena's crutch. She took a gimp's crutch and made inappropriate body movements. Jack is a little too Victorian for these type of dances.