Toney and I didn’t get to bed until 1:30 this morning, a-finalizing and whatnot, and the Secrets were swinging for the fences four short hours later. So, my brain is thoroughly fried-up. Right now I’m animated by coffee, and nothing else.
One of the gifts we gave the younglings is an old-fashioned looking turntable. They’re intrigued by my album collection, and now have something on which to play those strange and exotic discs from a distant era.
So, we had the interesting experience of sitting around the tree on Christmas morning, while being serenaded by AC/DC’s “She’s Got Balls.” Happy holidays!
The older boy also scored a Paul McCartney-style violin bass, and the younger Secret got a drum kit. The drums are still boxed-up, but soon the house will be filled with “music.”
My gifts included Season 3 of Deadwood, and two more years of Curb Your Enthusiasm. I also got some clothes, and cold hard cash from my parents. No gadgetry this go-’round, because I’m all gadgeted-up. Unfortunately.
What are your gift highlights for Christmas 2008? Did Santa J. McClaus bring you everything you wanted? Tell us about it in the comments.
Oh, and this is now playing in the bunker. Somebody must’ve given it to me as a gift years ago, because it’s strongly associated with Christmas in my mind. It just wouldn’t be the holidays without Rock of the Westies; it MUST be played. Do you have a CD like that?
Have a great day, my friends. I’ll see ya soon.
Scared of Santa!