Counting the Christmas Loot

And now, in an inversion of chronology, I go from talking about New Year's Resolutions to Christmas Presents.

I received a decent pile of loot this year, which I achieved through the agency of ordering it myself. I'm not exactly a shopaholic but I tend to get grumpy this time of year, what with the crass commercialism, and so in a bout of extreme irony I usually end up buying myself some really neat things in order to lift my spirits. Yes, I know that I'm part of the problem, not the solution. Sigh.

But anyway! Here are the cool things I got:

• A 1-Terabyte USB drive. I found a cache of Best Buy gift cards my brother had sent me over the years, and I turned them in to get this bad boy. I've moved all my mp3's and movies and PDFs of RPGs into this thing and I still have tons and tons of space. I think I'll have to start downloading porn just so I can fill it all up.
  
• Lots of stuff for my Z-Kit, including a swank new Utility Belt for when I walk the dogs. I'll explain in greater detail in future posts.
  
• But the best present I got is awesome because it was completely unexpected. My neighbor is friends with my mother, and she got presents for everyone in our family this year. She gave me Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase & Fable. I had no idea such a thing even existed, but the moment I opened it I wondered how I could have possibly lived without it. If you've ever wondered about the meaning behind an archaic platitude, or (like me) are just a nerd for language and phraseology, you will love this book.
  

Hmm. I'm not sure how I should end this post. I believe I'll copy Craig Ferguson and use an awkward pause.





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Goonight, everybody!