All I Want For Christmas Is A Swell Wife
December 26, 2003 Friday 11:01 PM
Got a decent haul for Christmas.
From M&M:
A year’s subscription to TV Guide (I can use that at “The Bum Steer.”)
Star Wars figures Yoda & Chian. Nightclub tart Ayy Vida.
Box of cookies in a vintage looking Saturday Evening Post tin. (Hopefully the cookies aren’t vintage.)
Tin of mini Reese’s peanut butter cups.
Ol’ timey metal nut cracker with bag of nuts to crack.
Johnny & His Leisure Suits shirt. (Won the same one from Tim & Willy on December 24, 1988.)
A 24th century United Federation of Planets uniform top. Red...oh, crap. A red shirt. As long as I’m not an unnamed extra at the start of a Next Generation episode I should survive. Chicks dig a man in a Star Trek uniform shirt. “Would you like to see that Captain’s log, baby?”
A bumper sticker: “Dick Cheney before he dicks you.”
A 16-month calender with vintage Coca-Cola art.
Foxtrot en masse book of Foxtrot toons.
Lego Train Engine Shed.
From my parents:
Let It Be...Naked Beatles CD.
Yukon Ho Calvin & Hobbes book.
A cat calender.
Lego International Space Station
Lego Snow walker AT-AT.
Carmen gave me a bible. Sez to keep it open around the apartment and it’ll chase away the bad spooks, specters, and spirits giving me bad luck. Sez she, anyway.
And I bought myself a time-traveling DeLorian at Target today. Wondered if I’d get three of ‘em. Told M.C. Dee, my mom, and Wendy about it, but they didn’t deliver it (and that’s a good thing,), so I don’t have two more DeLorians than I need. Now I just need to shrink myself down to about 3 inches so I can fit in the plastic DeLorian and undo all the crappy things that happened. Starting with moving into this apartment in 1998. Everything was going upwards till then.
Got a decent haul for Christmas.
From M&M:
A year’s subscription to TV Guide (I can use that at “The Bum Steer.”)
Star Wars figures Yoda & Chian. Nightclub tart Ayy Vida.
Box of cookies in a vintage looking Saturday Evening Post tin. (Hopefully the cookies aren’t vintage.)
Tin of mini Reese’s peanut butter cups.
Ol’ timey metal nut cracker with bag of nuts to crack.
Johnny & His Leisure Suits shirt. (Won the same one from Tim & Willy on December 24, 1988.)
A 24th century United Federation of Planets uniform top. Red...oh, crap. A red shirt. As long as I’m not an unnamed extra at the start of a Next Generation episode I should survive. Chicks dig a man in a Star Trek uniform shirt. “Would you like to see that Captain’s log, baby?”
A bumper sticker: “Dick Cheney before he dicks you.”
A 16-month calender with vintage Coca-Cola art.
Foxtrot en masse book of Foxtrot toons.
Lego Train Engine Shed.
From my parents:
Let It Be...Naked Beatles CD.
Yukon Ho Calvin & Hobbes book.
A cat calender.
Lego International Space Station
Lego Snow walker AT-AT.
Carmen gave me a bible. Sez to keep it open around the apartment and it’ll chase away the bad spooks, specters, and spirits giving me bad luck. Sez she, anyway.
And I bought myself a time-traveling DeLorian at Target today. Wondered if I’d get three of ‘em. Told M.C. Dee, my mom, and Wendy about it, but they didn’t deliver it (and that’s a good thing,), so I don’t have two more DeLorians than I need. Now I just need to shrink myself down to about 3 inches so I can fit in the plastic DeLorian and undo all the crappy things that happened. Starting with moving into this apartment in 1998. Everything was going upwards till then.