It’s that time of year where I’ve been asked to put together
the dreaded Christmas list. What do I want for Christmas? Well, actually, you
could just ask me rather than force me to write things down and save me the disappointment
of the things that I didn’t get. Or you could just surprise me, which is
somehow much more fun and festive. Lately, I’ve just been buying the things
that I actually want to play with over the holidays; which might be a bit pricier
than what people want to spend, and then I can at least own something that’s
not throwaway or forces me to head back to the shop. Or I could give you next
week’s grocery list? Most people would think to buy me beer, but usually it’s
cheap supermarket bargain stuff that’s bland and not very adventurous. But forcing
me to write a list? That’s defeating the whole idea of knowing me at all.
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