1998

Debi and I divorced during the summer of ’98, leaving me once again to my twisted devices. I borrowed the bear trap from a funky downtown store called the Beaver Pelt, Mike Lawrence dummied up the “Zeke’s Reindeer Bait” box (their slogan at the bottom of the box: “A Taste of the Tundra”) and Wes Isbutt took the shot as well as providing the fake snow.

Favorite Caption:
+ Donner for Dinner
+ ’twas the Night before Christmas, and up on the roof, poor little Blitzen was gnawing his hoof.