The Usual Christmas Post, Part 1: What Was The Best Thing You Got This Year

(NOTE: Based on time elapsed since the posting of this entry, the BS-o-meter calculates this is 7.236% likely to be something that Ferrett now regrets.)

Merry Christmas!  As is my Christmas tradition, I want to celebrate the season by knowing what joy your morning brought.  And so I ask:
What was the best thing you got this year? 
As for me, the obvious answer is “life,” as I wasn’t guaranteed it this year (and a sudden and vicious cold-induced asthma attack/heart-pounding panic attack brought me that close to spending Christmas in the ER).  But leaving that wondrous thing aside, there were three prominent gifts:
1)  The Gift Of Who.  My Dad got me the Black Guardian Doctor Who trilogy on DVD, and I am totally psyched to rewatch what is literally the first Doctor Who serial I’d ever seen.  It’s with my favorite Doctor, Peter Davison, so the joy is all the more doubled.
2)  The Gift of Laughter.  Gini got me Greg Sestero’s book on the making of The Room, the worst movie ever made – thanks to my, uh, best friend Angie for pointing it out to me – and in doing so, we discovered that Erin’s boyfriend and my mother had never seen it.  So we hauled out our well-worn copy of The Room for a Christmas Eve showing, and laughed so hard that Mattie’s chest hurt, and made more converts to the cult of Tommy Wiseau.  Watching them slowly realize what an incomprehensible mess this film is – The Room is one of those films where you really need a comedy coach to get you through it – was the delight of the evening.
3)  The Gift Of Pain.  I had not shared my straight razor porn addiction with my wife, as straight razors are expensive and pretty and completely superfluous.  You have one, it shaves, end of story.  But my blade had been tarnished from poor storage during the trip to Hawaii – don’t put it away wet, or it rusts where you bind it – and since last Christmas’s gift of a straight razor starter kit had made me a convert to the One True Way, I spent a lot of time looking at pretty, expensive blades I had no right to own.
So when I discovered, as my last gift, that Gini went off-list and purchased me an absolutely breathtaking top-of-the-line Dovo blade, with a rich wood handle and a much greater heft – you can feel the better construction in your hand – well, I regretted shaving that morning.  It’s beautiful, and I can’t wait to cut the hell out of my face with it.
But that’s enough about me.  What about you?  What’d you get?

1 Comment

  1. David M. Crampton
    Dec 26, 2013

    Happy children, happy wife, a battery charger and gift cards – precisely what I wanted.

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