The snow makes the holiday seem more real, and pressing. If I could choose one day to be Christmas, it would probably be yesterday. Snow outside and cozy inside with chili and punch. The party ends but hot toddies continue and we eat magic brownies and have a rooftop snowball fight while listening . . . → Read More: Snowed in
All I want for Christmas (or whatever non-denominational, exploitative, gift-giving holiday people celebrate) are these things:
These are ridiculously beautiful, and the design makes it sound better… brilliant. Little Horn Speakers are a must have for the disgustingly rich (don’t even ask how much they cost, and if you look it up and have a heart . . . → Read More: Wish List
The economy is in the shitter and everyone I know has been working OT to get that cheddah. The problem now isn’t how much to spend, but when and where to shop. Let’s face it, all that planning and budgeting and list making doesn’t mean a damn thing in the final stretch. There’s always someone . . . → Read More: Holy Shit Holidays!