Precious little that can be bought, and as PD might see this list, nothing that can be bought.
Things given one for Xmas usually get lost in time, and I don’t want to lose what I want (despite the fact that I won’t get it).
–>Scrooge-like muttering:
Beware what ye ask fer. I asked for a new furnace last Christmas. I got it two weeks ago, during a cold snap. *Now[i/] all I have to do is pay for it…
–< end cranky muttering
Actually, life is pretty good. I’ll just ask for health for me & my family (including the pup, of course); doing good work at work; at least one relaxing vacation–and I wouldn’t say “no” to a Kitchen-Aid mixer and/or a certain killer dove-gray soft dress w/ quilted jacket…
Oh, okay, I need socks, too.
Veb
::throws a shoe at Anamorphic::
::another shoe hits CF in the head::
Ouch! Sweetheart, I was just playing! I wasn’t even really aiming for him! I didn’t throw it hard and besides, it was really just a slipper!
I want a copy of “Western Union,” signed by aha.
Really. 
:::crossing fingers & hoping aha reads this thread & takes pity on me:::
I want (but probably won’t get):
*Danny, with a big red satin bow around his neck, got that Rachel?
*A kitty, or a pet, yes I realize that it’s not realistic and I’m not sure if it would survive with my demon mutt prowling about but I can dream can’t I?
*A Zippo Lighter engraved with my SDMB username
*Fuzzy animal print slippers to match my comforter
*The rest of the set of Pooh angel beanie babies
*Anything Disney, especiallly that $100 Eeyore, though if all else fails that Eeyore will be my wedding present
See? I don’t ask for all that much… really!
Kitty
Well,
Honestly, not to be a party pooper, but I just want to get home for New Years. I have to be on station for Christmas, but I am putting in for leave for New Years . . .
Tripler
Life goes on . . .
You’ll shoot your eye out, kid.
[sub]I can’t believe I’m the first one to tell you that[/sub]
Me, I want a good digital camera.
That’s it, I’m not greedy.
Put me in for the camera stuff - either a Nikon D1 with a selection of lenses to be determined later, or a Leica M3 black body with the black worn off of all the sharp edges, along with the 28mm f2.8, 50mm f1.2, and 80mm f2.8 lenses, all in a scratched, scuffed, water stained leather bag so it looks like I know what I’m really doing.
Or talent.
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The disintegration of both my immediate and extended family to somehow reverse itself so I can go back to reassuring family-style Christmases.
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A reversal in the sad goings-on of the online advertising business, so that I can go back to the happy state of knowing whether or not I will continue to have a job the next week.
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a TV Yellow Les Paul Junior with original P-90 pickups.
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a new apartment in New York City that’s better than my current one. A doorman would be nice. So would an elevator. So would a bathroom sink that doesn’t turn itself on every night at 3 AM. A bathtub that drains would also be cool.
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a girlfriend who doesn’t reveal the existence of a long-standing side relationship the morning after my “this could be the one” epiphany.
Doesn’t Les Paul live around that area? Last I heard, he was in North Jersey or Rockland/Westchester County.
And it sounds like you need a visit from Ghostbusters, instead of a new sink . . .
Trip
Wow. I inspired a thread, and I didn’t do anything. . .
All I want for Xmas is…
My husband to be here with me!! Except that he’ll probably be spending Xmas on a ship on an ocean somewhere, and I’ll be spending it alone in our flat. SIGH
Well, Mr Kiffa will be back from Africa for a few weeks - in time for Christmas and New Years. Brachy told me that Mom is bringing her fruit cake to share with us for Christmas. I already told 'em that I need towels which they will use during their visit with us. I always wish for peace, justice and happiness worldwide, but that appears to be only a dream.
Ok, all the nice stuff is out of the way and I can get down to business: All I want for Christmas is:
> a diamond from central Africa
I have hinted about this since 1991. I’ll be thrilled for either stud earrings, one diamond to be set in a gold necklace that I graciously accepted six years ago or a hunky marquis diamond ring. The closest I got was in 1995 [Bangui, Central Africa] when Mr Kiffa sent around this old Arab guy to my office. He carried his diamond in his mouth, spat it out and it was huge, uncut about the size of my index fingernail… tempting, but…
to go with the flow somebody to hug and cuddle and do other things with. all my work done and neat wraped in a bow and a car if anyone happens to have 100k+ a 1950-60ish shelby cobra sounds good convertible of course.
since none of these things look to be happening anytime soon how about a ps2 or a new tv for my room
-PurePhreak
All I want for Yule is…
No debt.
Adobe Premiere and a suitable computer to use it on.
A one-year sabbatical.
And, what the hey…
Social skills.