I'm going to invent a game here, or a blog-meme, or some such thing. Basically, I'm going to pick a bunch of bloggers at random -- some from my blogroll, some not -- and describe what I'd give them for their ideal Christmas present, based on what I've read from them in the past. OK? OK!
:: For Lynn Sislo: I will chain Joss Whedon in her basement for one year, wherein she can extract from him as many Firefly tales as his brain will produce under durress.
:: For Sean: I will arrange for Tom Brady to visit him so they can toss the ole pigskin back and forth in Sean's backyard for a while, not unlike that episode of The Brady Bunch in which Jow Namath visits Bobby. (I will also arrange for Tom's ACL to rupture while at Sean's house, thus earning him the eternal enmity of StuPat fans worldwide. Heh!)
:: For Alan: I will arrange for one leg of The Amazing Race to end on the Buffalo waterfront, where Alan will get to be the person standing next to Phil and say "Welcome to Buffalo". (Sadly, Alan will be driven from town on a rail when he slips and says to one team, "Welcome to Clarence.")
:: For Mrs. M-Mv: A full-size semi truck loaded with wood planks and cinder blocks, for the construction of ad hoc bookshelves. Oh, and a First Folio.
:: For John Scalzi, a cybernetic brain implant that will track his Amazon sales rankings in realtime. Oh, and a fuzzy kitten which he will name "Phluphie".
:: For Scotty, one of these.
:: For Lynda, round-trip air tickets to the destination of her choice, anywhere in the world. Oh, and a Boston Creme pie.
:: For my readers: my gratitude for the patience of when I get into political moods, or for when I go off on a Star Wars obsession, or when I indulge myself in obscure jokes that nobody but me gets and I don't realize it until I'm the only one laughing.
:: For all of Buffalo, this in June 2007, followed by this in February 2008.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
(If I didn't list you, it's because I don't have room to list everybody, I couldn't think of what to get you, and you'd probably exchange it anyway.)