Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Presents accounted for
What'dja get for Christmas? Let's make it meme-ish: What were the first few things you played with or used, in what order, not counting food or candy??
1. New nonpants pants and comfy shirt, from Dr. ER. (Jammies-type wear, used Christmas Eve as we unwrapped gifts at home).
2. Old Spice from Bird. (Used Christmas morning and every morning ...)
3. Flip video recorder from Dr. ER. (Used the day after Christmas at Big Big Sister and Mr. Big Big Sister's house in Terrell, Texas.
4. Olive spoon, from Bird. (Last night, to fish olives for a coupla martinis).
5. Oklahoma State University necktie. (Wearing it right now: GO POKES! Whup up on some Ducks tonight in the Holiday Bowl!)
Other loot of note: an 1887 copy of Will Carleton's 1875 book of poetry "Farm Legends," from Dr. ER; "The Audacity of Hope," by President-elect Barack Obama, from Mama Dr. ER; an OSU-themed hammer, with a handle grip made with football leather and laces, orange and with OSU emblazoned on the head(!), from Dr. ER; a couple of shirts and another necktie (I LOVE to get ties, srsly!), from Dr. ER; and some anchovy-stuffed olives, from Bird.
Volume 3 of The Absolute Sandman (Neil Gaiman's Sandman is a comic published several years ago that, along with Frank Miller's work, basically reinvigorated the entire medium.)
A limited edition print of a Neil Gaiman story called "The Day the Saucers Came"
A Bladestar Flier by Wow-wee. (It's a remote controlled helicopter like contraption. The cats hate it.)
And we got each other an amazingly fabulous quilt that I don't have pictures of yet.
Can you believe I lived for so long without an olive spoon? Can you believe I didn't know such a thing existed? ... Do you have any suggestions for the anchovy-stuffed olivesd? I like anchovioes and I like olives, but they ain't gonna go in a martini.
2. Anchovies are fish and therefore I never ever ever never ever eat them or put them in my martinis, so I have no suggestions. Oh wait, now that I've written that, I imagine that you could chop them up and throw them in a nice puttanesca sauce:
for a nice spaghetti alla puttanesca.
3. The Bladestar does pretty much kick butt. It has sensors to keep it from bumping into things on AutoPilot mode. Sensors! In that tiny little contraption! It only flies for about 5 minutes on a charge, but given that I can't yet accurately control it for more than about 30 seconds without flying into someone, that hasn't bothered me.
It is even cooler than the BIOBug I got a few years ago, a remote controlled walking-around robotic insect about 10 inches long that also had sensors that allowed it to figure out when it was bumping into things and go around them.
(mine was a different species from the one in the video.)
If you had two BIOBugs, they would fight each other until one "killed" the other. Pretty cool, but it didn't fly, and wasn't capable of decapitation, which is one of the prerequisites for a great toy.
My aunt and uncle (her parents) sent me a shipment of Harry and David pears and apples.
But Dr. ER and I have a mix of Fiestaware, including some stuff that makes light bulbs come on dimly.
The joy of the day. More than anything, just that.
Alan, we got Galaxy Quest a few years back, and may I just say, you will love it. Also, Lisa got The Dark Knight and I still have no interest in seeing it (she ordered it, and I wrapped it for her).
But I have to mention two books that have proven devastatingly rich and interesting:
Robert Bolaño's novel, "2666."
Annette Lareau's study, "Unequal Childhoods: Class, Race, and Family Life."
Would you narrow down where you are "up there" a bit? The state maybe?
And I'm jealous of yer snowshoes! Had we wound up moving to Boulder-Denver, I'd planned on owning a pair!
The snowshoes are awesome. I can't wait to hit the trails around here.
Got a flashlight.
Got a book about my favorite college football team.
And last, but not least, born at 8:40 a.m. Dec. 1, 2008, my littlist little girl.
Two miles to a zoo.
Something like ten to fifteen miles to a farm - West to NJ or NE up Long Island - Long Island has lots of farming land. New Jersey, of course, is the Garden State except where it is not, and then it is really, really not.
I lived for four months in D.C. as an intern 20 years ago. My brother drove out to haul me back, and somewhere in Virginia I saw some cattle and realized I had just spent longer not seeing cattle than ever before.
I said something while I was inside my 83 Chevy about it had over 320,000 miles on it and was 25years old. Never tease a Vagan-Geist. Next day brakes failed and transmission went south. Couldn't go and couldn't stop, both pre-requisits for a viable transport.
New Red truck is a real basic model work truck. It has crank up windows, manual heater/air and manual locks. Everything after page two of the manual doesn't apply to my truck (When the book says: "If Equipped", it means I ain't got it)
Now as an clue as to why General Motors et. al. ain't doing worth shit: This ultra basic work truck came equipped with "On Star" emergency services, an "On Star" "satellite" phone, and an XM Satellite Radio, as standard equipment.
Standard equipment what the hell?
Merry xmas, I got me a little red truck!