Drink Elf, Drink.

I passed out in my tights last night.  On the couch.  The British had to grab the water out of my hand to prevent me from spilling it.  I'm officially the Drunkest Midway Elf of all time.  What an honor.  Before all of that happened yesterday, I went snorkeling out at Reef Hotel.  It was hella sick.  I saw a Yellow Tang (google it), Surge Wrasse (they're ridick, google that too), and lots of other shit too.  I don't have that much space left in my head to learn the names of all these fishes.  Too many birds.  Well, I'm going snorkeling again now.  Everyone send me good vibes to kil the last of my hangover.  And Merry Christmas!  If you are reading this, I love you.

The hardest part of last night was learning to sit like a lady.

This is us arriving at Christmas.  Notice that the tallest elf ends up with the shortest dress.

I Am Creative

Hey y'all.  Today I didn't do much.  I checked on all of the albatross reproductive plots.  It's official, they're reproducing.  I also went and looked at a few ducks near the airport.  There were a few, but things have really toned down in the migrant department.  That being said, I saw a Snipe yesterday.  I don't know if it was a Common or a Wilson's.  I saw it poorly.  I have hella confidence that I'll see it again though.  So no worries.

This is the ornament I made last night.  Out of garbage.  It's an albatross, obviously.  The judging has not taken place yet, but I'm sure to be awarded first prize.

So what kind of Green-winged Teal is this?  Any of my Top 10 birder friends care to venture a guess?