Thursday, December 29, 2005
Christmas has come and gone, with nary a snowflake to be seen. Hands-down Shaun has won our gift exchange this year, with Donkey Kong congo drums, a giant 2' porcelain apple-shaped cookie jar, and both Mark Davis' Bass Fishing (which is alarmingly intense, for a FISHING GAME) and a collection of Intellivision games for the PS2, which is also alarmingly intense for games 25 years old.

My brother gets all four wisdom surgically removed today, which has gotta suck. And I know, since I went through that too a few years back, although I only had two removed. Why not all four? I suppose so that years down the line I could once again go through the agonizing joy of having my mouth cut open so that RUIN YOUR LIFE, ripped out. Y'know, because I enjoyed it so much the first time.

Can you believe that no one - not my brother, not Shaun, not Ryan - would split with me on a 52" TV for only $800? Cheap bastards.

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Kid gets ipod for Christmas, opens box to find...meat.
I could understand if it was like, the wrong model ipod, or some speakers, or some cables, or SOMETHING computer related. But MEAT? Perhaps this will be the next wave of ipoddery: listen to your music and eat the player afterwards. (Hey, if they can put mp3 players in fake boobs, they can do it with a steak.)


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