The Morning After the Night Before

The holiday season is upon us, and the wintry nights are filled with festive opportunities to raise a glass of cheer. It's a story as familiar as Dickens' A Christmas Carol -- and as tragicomic as A Christmas Story: Chasing away the chill with hot toddies, sipping one or five too many glasses of eggnog... Perhaps you evince an admirably strong commitment to sampling each and every last seasonal beer -- 'tis the season, right? And you needed a tall glass of whiskey to wash down that mouthful of Aunt Edna's 100 proof rum cake.

Oh, dear. Sometimes the consequences of holiday spirit are more than a churning stomach and that foggy feeling... Somewhere between the White Elephant Gift Exchange and the cold, gray light of day, did you call to tell your ex how you feel about their (subpar) new paramour? Maybe you had to ring up everyone from work to tell them how much you love them -- you really, really love them.

The Telephone Room Gallery would like to help you through your recovery. Break out of your shame spiral and help Kristen Ramirez create her work for the Telephone Room's February 2010 show.
And remember, you're helping others when you tell Kristen how they drunkenly called you.

From Kristen:
DRUNK DIALING. I need your best drunk dialing story. Send a few words, send a five-paragraph essay, but do it now! You know you've got one.
I'll be showing work at the world's smallest and most adorable gallery in February 2010 (Tacoma's Telephone Room Gallery www.thetelephoneroom.blogspot.com). Inspiration shall come in the way of your drunk dialing anecdotes, to be inscribed in a sea of booze bottles.
Email me your juicy confessions now: ktramirez@hotmail.com. All stories will remain anonymous.