Oh by Gosh by Golly...

...it's time for mistletoe and holly. Bring some fine little honey to the nearest computer and show her The Clog. You are sure to get laid beyond belief this holiday season. I now present to you a few holiday related photographs.


If not for these two there would be no Clog. As if that even matters.


This place changes upwards of five dollars for a tube steak. I suppose it is the view you pay for, and the profound road signs.


When the weather gets shitty, the shitty get baking. Cranberry Pecan pie is the new "go to" pie, so trade me something for this heart warming yum yum.


Mountain Charlie was once known for roaming the Santa Cruz hills, beating the living shit out of bears, raping trees, and doing all things that burley men did back in those days. He is now known for sharing a name with one of Los Gatos' premier drinking locations. Drive a few miles up the road though, and you'll see the type of trees good old charlie is capable of dishing out.


December means winter time, winter time means fires, and fires mean sleeping kitties. December also means early sunsets, early sunsets mean early drinking, early drinking means early passing out by the fireplace. When you combine sleeping kitties and drunk people you get lots of scratches and bites. Tis the season my friends.