i must have been naughty Okay, I've been out of town for a few days, and my blog was the first thing to get neglected, so I'll just write a quick post to let you know I'm still alive.

I would also like to comment about how Christmas is different for those of us with small children. I came in to work today, and everyone was showing off all their nice new loot, because as we all know, Christmas is all about collecting a huge amount of stuff. Co-worker A got a new watch. Co-worker B got a diamond necklace. "Monger187, what amassment of goodies did you collect?" Well, I did score a new toaster to share with the wife, but my kid's the one who made out like a bandit. The boy got so many toys that he couldn't possibly open them all in one lifetime, let alone actually play with them.

We actually got to the point where we couldn't figure out what to tell people what to get him anymore. Every day for weeks before Christmas, relatives were coming out of the woodworks to find out what he wanted for Christmas. Nobody ever called to find out what I wanted.

So here we are, December 27, bags and bags full of toys richer. And none of it is for me.
  ¶ monger187 wrote this on 12/27/2004