= Such Stupid Things =

It's not that I bear my parents any ill-will, but I can't help but to get a kick out of giving vaguely inappropriate Christmas gifts to my little siblings, (now ages 10, 11 and 13). I don't mean to encourage any particularly dangerous activities, I just figure it's my job to give them the kinds of "shoot-your-eyes-out" presents that the old folks wouldn't. Some of this year's possibilities include Swiss Army knives, foul-mouthed South Park DVDs and possibly a propane-powered camping latern. Henry's a boy scout, so I figure he can handle it.

Really, I'm just spinning my wheels until it's time to fulfill my real older-brotherly duties and buy them all beer. But that will have to wait awhile. It's really more of a birthday present, anyway.