I should stop waiting until Christmas Eve to go shopping. It's raining out, and I'm old and tired and people are going to be fucking crazy. But I do have a shoulder holster with two extra magazines.
Quote from: CountDeMoney on December 24, 2016, 09:12:04 AM
I should stop waiting until Christmas Eve to go shopping. It's raining out, and I'm old and tired and people are going to be fucking crazy. But I do have a shoulder holster with two extra magazines.
Indeed.
I figure I can do the remaining stuff in the last half hour. :bowler:
Quote from: mongers on December 24, 2016, 09:17:44 AM
I figure I can do the remaining stuff in the last half hour. :bowler:
If I can't get these people something from the same store at the same time, whether it's Best Buy or Barnes & Noble, then they deserve nothing.
Quote from: CountDeMoney on December 24, 2016, 09:19:31 AM
Quote from: mongers on December 24, 2016, 09:17:44 AM
I figure I can do the remaining stuff in the last half hour. :bowler:
If I can't get these people something from the same store at the same time, whether it's Best Buy or Barnes & Noble, then they deserve nothing.
:cool:
That's not a bad idea.
I sort of done that in the past, I think next year every present will be bought in one store, different shop the next year.
So next Xmas everything comes from Ryman's the stationary shop. So an aspiring writer in the family gets a nice set of pencils, then present with a rapped up eraser and final a note book to chivvy them up.
People I don't like get a set of printer cartridges for their computer, right brand but wrong model number. :P
I used to wait till the last minute to get anything for my mom. She's almost impossible to buy for, so I'd just get her whatever Woolworth's had left on the shelf right before closing time on Christmas Eve. Now, she likes to work crossword puzzles, so she gets puzzle books.
I remember back when Languish started and I was living in a small town in northern Alberta... one Christmas Eve I made the five hour drive down to Edmonton where I promptly hit West Edmonton Mall, bought all of my gifts in a two hour span, then drove to the airport and flew back home to Winnipeg.
I felt like deserved some kind of medal for that feat. :cool:
Kinda reminds me of that episode of Murphy Brown where they all agreed not to get each other Christmas gifts but Murphy breaks the rule, so they all wind up in the same shitty corner drug store looking for gifts on Christmas Eve, because it's the only place open.
Quote from: mongers on December 24, 2016, 09:29:20 AM
People I don't like get a set of printer cartridges for their computer, right brand but wrong model number. :P
People I don't like get nothing. People I do like... most get nothing too. I got something for my mom and each of my sister's families.
Quote from: CountDeMoney on December 24, 2016, 09:12:04 AM
I should stop waiting until Christmas Eve to go shopping. It's raining out, and I'm old and tired and people are going to be fucking crazy. But I do have a shoulder holster with two extra magazines.
Always a wise choice with mall shopping nowadays.
Just heard an ad for CVS on the radio. Open until midnight.
We had Christmas yesterday. I took a 30-minute break so we could open presents, then went back to work.
I received a lovely necklace that I had wanted for ages from Max. A beautiful sweater from my daughter. And the gift of television via a Fire TV Stick! :w00t:
Svetlana Aleksijevitj - Secondhand-tid (Время секонд хенд) was my only loot. That and a lot of port wine.
Amazon fire stick from maternal unit.
That's about it gift wise besides the gift cards and cash from aunts and uncles.
I didn't get shit.
"If we want to celebrate Christmas authentically, we need to contemplate this sign: the fragile simplicity of a small newborn, the meekness of where he lies, the tender affection of the swaddling clothes. God is there.
...
Jesus was born rejected by some and regarded by many others with indifference. Today also the same indifference can exist, when Christmas becomes a feast where the protagonists are ourselves, rather than Jesus; when the lights of commerce cast the light of God into the shadows; when we are concerned for gifts, but cold toward those who are marginalised. This worldliness has taken Christmas hostage. It needs to be freed.
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Let us also allow ourselves to be challenged by the children of today's world, who are not lying in a cot caressed with the affection of a mother and father, but rather suffer the squalid mangers that devour dignity: hiding underground to escape bombardment, on the pavements of a large city, at the bottom of a boat over-laden with immigrants.
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Let us allow ourselves to be challenged by the children who are not allowed to be born, by those who cry because no one satiates their hunger, by those who do have not toys in their hands, but rather weapons." - Pope Francis
WHAT KIND OF HIPPIE BULLSHIT IS THAT
I got a sinus infection for Christmas. Yay.
Round 1: Death Star boxers, body wash, an Old Spice gift set, two sweaters (one may be a little on the Biff side, but I'll give it a shot to humor my sister, who got it for me), and a long sleeve tee, of which I have desperately been needing more.
Quote from: Ed Anger on December 24, 2016, 10:28:24 PM
WHAT KIND OF HIPPIE BULLSHIT IS THAT
Gold, Myrrh, and Frank sends this.
A new phone, a coat, a couple books and records ("Surfer Rosa" and "Doolittle 25" vinyls!!!!) and, best of all, a sheepskin bike seat cover I'm still laughing at, 8 hours after having opened the pack.
L.
BBQ grill set, Light Division, Couple of Pullovers, Poncho Liner (best damn blanket ever made)
Bought for self; Pedersoli Voluteer Rifle and 1859 Sharps Infantry Rifle.
Cash and a pair of cinco cero unos.
I got a Google Pixel C tablet, some books and a new wallet.
Quote from: Liep on December 24, 2016, 09:05:04 PM
Svetlana Aleksijevitj - Secondhand-tid (Время секонд хенд) was my only loot. That and a lot of port wine.
Pesky Danes like port wine now? :(
Nothing.
Socks.
Tie.
Single Barrel Evan Williams.
(https://languish.org/forums/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fi.dailymail.co.uk%2Fi%2Fpix%2F2014%2F12%2F16%2F006321BD00000258-0-from_the_book_Hitler_Churchill_ADOLF_HITLER_GERMAN_DICTATOR_IN_T-a-4_1418747263708.jpg&hash=506b206c02a09dbf469de89516e397fa1dedb9d9)
Mint SPI wargame? Awww, it's a flat box.
Almost exclusively confectionery, which I'm more than happy with; I don't need to waste time regifting uwanted random stuff to thrift/charity shops. :bowler:
Quote from: Monoriu on December 25, 2016, 07:03:39 PM
Nothing.
Christmas presents are counter-revolutionary.
My oldest daughter bought me a bubbler pipe. :lol: :wub:
A guy I have worked with for over 20 years decided to grow weed this year and just randomly handed me a couple of bags a few weeks ago. I forgot about it and had it sitting on the bookshelf when my daughter came in from Seattle. She asked about it and I told her the story, but mentioned I hadn't tried it because I didn't have anything to smoke it with.
This is the one:
https://www.everyonedoesit.com/media/catalog/product/cache/5/image/650x/040ec09b1e35df139433887a97daa66f/i/m/image_3822_1_52406_1_12579_1_98029.jpg
It is legal where I live btw, but I haven't smoked in over 7 years.
Quote from: Eddie Teach on December 25, 2016, 08:48:51 PM
Quote from: Monoriu on December 25, 2016, 07:03:39 PM
Nothing.
Christmas presents are counter-revolutionary.
They are worse than counter-revolutionary. They are counter-productive :contract:
Quote from: sbr on December 25, 2016, 11:49:08 PM
My oldest daughter bought me a bubbler pipe. :lol: :wub:
Good grief.
And, as an aside, it looks like a big blue jellied dildo.