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.

Elf Is My Favorite Christmas Movie

Have you ever been snorkeling on Christmas Eve?  I have.  It's legit.  Do it some day.  My C.E. started off with a vague report of a new vagrant sighting on the Island.  The bird was described as being larger than a Peregrine Falcon with a white rump patch, but definitely not a Northern Harrier.  It was being mobbed by a flock of White Terns.  I have no idea what it was, and all my searching resulted in nothing more than the Peregrine.  Life Was Pain.  Tonight there will be some sort of massive rage fest to celebrate the eve of the birth of our savior.  I have been told that I will be dressed as an elf, and will hand out presents.  I will wear tights.  Be prepared for some raunchy, too hot for tv, barely legal TPAD tomorrow.

It's kind of embarrassing to put up such a poor quality PEFA photo, as I have a bunch which are much better.  This is the only one, however, of the Midway PEFA.  Top 10 Birders: what subspecies?

Bristle-thighed Curlew.  This will be the new travel ad poster for Midway tourism.