American Dads Dvd Collection #13!
Because STAN!
And Hayley.
And Roger.
And Francine.
And, I guess Steve.
But no Klaus.
NEVER KLAUS!
NEEEVVVERRRRRR!
That’s the model I got! It took two seconds to set up the Bluetooth, the sound is just about perfect and they are comfortable.
Several plaid lumberjack shirts, a couple of collections of my favourite comic strips, some DVDs, a bottle of local distillery rum, and tickets to see the Rocky Horror Show when it come to the Centrepointe theatre.
The credit card bill.
(I hate Christmas).
I also got a white chocolate Reeces Pieces buttercup, a box of Mike and Ike candy, a chocolate Santa, and a $100 gift card.
(Did I mention that I hate Christmas?)
Is this the one where “Apocalypse Now” is “A Crock Of Sh#$ Now!”?
Maybe that was Cracked. My favorite Mad parody was probably from the early 80’s, the one about Conan The Barbarian (“Conehead The Barbiturate”).
Boron. Calcium. Phosphorus. Iodine. And a spinthariscope with a piece of thorium ore in it.
Guess what I collect?
Pardon the expression, but Jesus Christ. That would drive me bonkers too.
I have to say, I’m liking the new slippers. My right great toe is paralysed on top from a skiing injury in high school, so I have to bend down to fit my heel into my old slippers. The new ones, I don’t have to bend over to put the right one on. (The downside is that they’re not as sucre as the old ones when I walk across the lawn. Better than zoris, though!)
And the sweater is great. It’s warmer than my Nightmare Before Christmas zip-front hoodie. Being a pullover, it’s not as easy to take off or put on. And it lacks pockets. But it’s warm and looks good, and is a size too big so it’s comfy.
I think I may go to Trader Joe’s today to buy some pizza dough and other things, and use the new pizza stone. Hm… I guess I’d better wash my peel.
A shiney new laptop!!! Along with some new slippers, a Pittsburgh Penguins pull-over, a box of candy, and warm, fuzzy socks.
We just did a $10 goofy gift exchange and I ended up with a can of cashews. Yum!! I expect my mom will give us a check, but we mostly don’t bother with gifts any longer.
That’s nuts!
Lincoln Logs, cordless drill / impact/ worklight set, Green Bay Packers stocking cap and baseball hat, $1200 repair bill for rebuilding the braking system on my pickup.
I got 2 Echo Dots, an ankle length flannel nightgown with little Scottie dogs all over it, the box set of Bloom County, a Tanzanite necklace, and merino boot socks!
I also made a few dozen rum balls that my family insists I share with them.
My two major scores were gift certificates: one for a dinner for two at El Agave in Old Town San Diego and a $100 credit on Hotels.com.
Among other things a December 1926 Amazing in excellent condition (and not expensive,) a 3,000 piece Star Trek puzzle, and my son-in-law made me a poster sized checklist of all MST3K episodes (up to and not including the Netflix version.)
Everyone who celebrates at our house is an atheist, but we understand the real reason for the season - commerce!
As Tom Lehrer said
Angels we have heard on high
Tell us to go out and buy
Not a thing. Which is what I wanted!
Bifocals. I could barely contain my excitement. 
My daughter and her fiancee, from across the continent. They made my house be Christmas. It wasn’t before.
Primarily socks (why am I always given socks? I need underwear more than I need socks!) and art supplies (THAT is good. I’ve been meaning to pick up a pencil again after several months).
Also some candy, an ~1l mug, and I’ve been promised money, though I’m still waiting on that.