Hanukkah Swag
Those of you who know me well know what an insufferable prick I can be when it comes to gifts. This is because there's very little that I want, and what little I want I usually just go and get for myself (you know, like books). This make gifting situations (e.g., my birthday) a living hell for my wife.
This year for Hanukkah she insisted that she had found eight gifts that I would really really like. I was dumbfounded at the idea. Eight gifts I'd like? Holy octuplified oil, Batman, I'd be happy with one gift that I really liked.
Here's one of the gifts, my very own dalek:
Okay, okay, so it's actually a step stool, but it looks enough like a dalek, and it glides so smoothly across the floor that I'm sure I heard it saying "Exterminate!" at least once.
It's very very cool, and just exactly what I needed for the library (I have a folding step ladder, but it's a pain, doesn't hide away well when not in use, and doesn't make me hallucinate that it's calling for my destruction).
What a great gift!
This year for Hanukkah she insisted that she had found eight gifts that I would really really like. I was dumbfounded at the idea. Eight gifts I'd like? Holy octuplified oil, Batman, I'd be happy with one gift that I really liked.
Here's one of the gifts, my very own dalek:
Okay, okay, so it's actually a step stool, but it looks enough like a dalek, and it glides so smoothly across the floor that I'm sure I heard it saying "Exterminate!" at least once.
It's very very cool, and just exactly what I needed for the library (I have a folding step ladder, but it's a pain, doesn't hide away well when not in use, and doesn't make me hallucinate that it's calling for my destruction).
What a great gift!