My friend knitted me a Dr Who scarf*! It was the first thing he’d ever knitted.
[sub]*Not full length.[/sub]
I got among other things a pair of Homer Simpson slippers.
Thundering great big buggers, you shove your feet in his mouth and stumble aroundlike Barney Gumble.
Somebody is gonna get it
The son who gave me the CD is 37. I just talked to my daughter, and we’re thinking Amazon got the gift cards mixed up. Kings of Leon was on her Amazon wish list. And the Winged Migration DVD she got was on mine. 
mangeorge, I dreamed about you last night! You moved in next door to me and planted an awesome flower garden. We were getting acquainted and you mentioned that your nickname was mangeorge. I said “There’s a mangeorge on the Straight Dope!” You said “That’s me!” and we decided to put on a Dopefest. In my dream, you looked sorta like Leon from Deadwood.
Five bucks! I’ll give you five bucks for those slippers.
Peace,
mangeorge
“www.catsupbottle.com”
Card carrying fan club member here. 
Peace,
mangeorge
Wasn’t the making of that collection the subject of a PBS documentary?
not sure, the podcast was a pbs thing though
First, Love my mom to death and I know she has her heart in the right place…
Of course you may have read I got divorced this year. With the divorce, he took both of my dogs. It sucked, but where he has the house it was only fair to the dogs to stay were they had the most room. Though for the last year I have really felt alone. I miss my dogs like crazy. I hang around a friend that has a bunch of them, but only leaving his house makes me miss them more. I have tossed the idea of getting a cat (the only animal I can have in my apartment) though there is cost involved which I don’t have.
Fast forward to day. My mom bought me one of those plastic, fake animals that looks like it is breathing. The better way to describe it is something living that you would have taxidermy once it passed.
Not sure it is something I really “needed”. What I need is something else living in my apartment, not something that is pretending to be.
That sounds eerie to me, though I have heard of them.
Moms, eh? 
No way, man. Slavery’s, like, over. Maybe she could rent you a couple of motorcycle chaps, if she can find two who are into that kind of thing. In some places in the world, you can still buy folks, but not in Santa Fe. That is soooooo two centuries ago.
Yeah. Like I said, her heart was in the right place…
Though, in all honesty, looking at it makes me feel EVEN more alone. I didn’t think that was possible.
Oh well.
Can’t say I find the amazon recommendation odd. A bit more rock, but not odd.
I would just like to brag that, for once, I didn’t get any white elephants! I guess there is an upside to divorce after all
I got a really cool pair of digital camera-binoculars.
Found them. Ugh!
You have my sympathy. Just get rid of it, and tell her “sorry”, no can do.
After I got divorced, my cats saved my sanity. Get one as soon as you can!
If anyone else wants to see them.
The fake cats, that is,
A large candle of a bald, blue woman holding the top of her head, whence a wick protrudes, as it does from both breasts as well. I looked it up online and found that they’re popular in Seattle, but I think it’s creepy and I’m not sure if I really want to use it. I don’t want to keep and admire it, however. From a design perspective, I’m not sure how the breast wicks would work since they’re perpendicular to the body of the candle. Seems like they’d hit the torso and melt her head, but what do I know? Calling all Rhode Island dopers; you can buy this item for yourself at OOP! in Providence.
Yeah… Don’t think I can do that. Their neighbors/life long friends came over around 8ish. We did our typical, “This is what I got this year” BS… and when I brought out the dog the wife said, “Aww. I knew about that. Do you like it??” And I figured I would test the waters and said, “At first the sight of it made me really depressed. Can’t have the real thing, so I get a fake-make believe thing…” Then I look to my right and see my mother looking at me. She had this face of on the verge of being crushed emotionally. We all hold that, special-wanting to protect our mothers, feeling… plus her sister lost her battle with cancer Saturday night… the woman’s on the edge of a breakdown I think… So I quickly ended with, “Though it is sooo cute! Look at him breathing! Sort of.”
And my mom smiled. It made me smile. I guess that is what Christmas is all about, right?
There is alot of variables is keeping me from getting one right now. One being an additional 300 dollar security deposit for the apartment. Actually getting said cat/kitten. Paying for food for the cat. Litter box, etc. Thing is, I have never had a cat. I have no idea how to make it use the litter box. How much to feed the darn thing… all that happy cat-owner-must-know stuff. Not to mention with my apartment being small, how do I or how would I control that litter box smell?
I had a friend that has a cat and it is the first thing you would smell when you walked through the door.
That’d be it. Though mine is a lab puppy. Same thing though…
ETA- Man I am a hi-jacking whore… :smack: Sorry OP.
At long last, a class of people for Crazy Cat Ladies to look down on.
Adopt an older cat who just wants a lap to sit on. It will save your sanity and you will save its life.