This thread is to brag about all the cool shit your family got you, or complain about the lame shit they bought you.
I got six books:
Maryland Soups
The history of Meat
A collection of essays edited by David Foster Wallace
Willie Nelson's "Musings from the Road"
Neil Young's "Waging Peace"
Pete Townshend's "Who I Am"
Also got some snazzy clothes, a new non-stick pan, electric knife sharpener, and scotch (21 year).
Laptop
Books
More books.
Some books.
A pile of books.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on December 26, 2012, 04:26:17 PM
This thread is to brag about all the cool shit your family got you, or complain about the lame shit they bought you.
I got six books:
Maryland Soups
The history of Meat
A collection of essays edited by David Foster Wallace
Willie Nelson's "Musings from the Road"
Neil Young's "Waging Peace"
Pete Townshend's "Who I Am"
Also got some snazzy clothes, a new non-stick pan, electric knife sharpener, and scotch (21 year).
:evil:
I haven't been able to return to that book in a week. Ever since he used "OMG" in a sentence.
All my books are in dead tree format, so now my briefcase will be heavier for a few months.
Resentment, passive aggressiveness, contempt.
Oh, and I also got Cosmos from my brother which is cool because I've never been able to watch the whole series.
My Mom got me some cool new shoes.
My daughter, Eris love her, got me a car freshener that smells like cologne my Grandfather would have worn back in the day.
I got myself a baguette so I could have meatball sandwiches while the stores were closed. Unfortunately, that plan went awry when the baguette disappeared. I am bitter.
Bitter Baguettes for Balls made of Beast.
A lady mailed me some Mendocino caramels but I never got them.
Don't know if they were lost/delayed or confiscated. :|
Mom and nick got me: 6 pairs of black socks 4 black t shirts with a breast pocket $100 cash.
Aunt di got me a rather nice scarf
aunt marie got me a box of questions to ask to spark conversation as well as a $25 american express gift card.
Nana also got me a $25 amex. I doubt she was much involved with any of it other than writing the card though. I imagine that was aunt kathys doing.
Villager got me a dalek projection alarm clock and pyrex.
Pat and meaghan got me a shit ton of very spicy sauces
pete villager and i a dinner and movie combo gift card
anne marie got me an x files encyclopedia
b (villagers roommate) got me a lava lamp.
Anne maries sister and i have yet to complete the gift exchange process.
Books.
An electronic gadget to replace an old one.
Books.
Coffee.
Books.
Nothing. Atheists don't celebrate Xmas.
What about giftmas?
Up until now, books, RAM, pokemon emerald and a skinny jeans.
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 26, 2012, 05:37:12 PM
What about giftmas?
If that comment was for me, well hmm what about giftmas? Giftmas is one of the less endearing things about the quaint old Xtianity habit. Rampant consumerism in the guise of buying people things as a kind of sympathetic magic offering to a kid who, if he existed, has been dead for 2000 years. Right.
To be absolutely honest though my son did ask me yesterday what I want for Xmas. I just emailed him a "letter to Santa" requesting he buy me a pet for my WoW characters. [Chatting on skype while we play WoW - or mostly NOT chatting on skype while we play WoW is the heart of our relationship, now he is old enough to understand the concept of companionable silence) I think a virtual pet to share in a virtual world seems perfectly appropriate; especially since if he buys it before New Years Eve the whole purchase price will be donated to the American Red Cross for Hurricane Sandy relief
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 05:20:58 PM
Nothing. Atheists don't celebrate Xmas.
:p Jews like money. Mexicans are lazy.
It was directed at you- and while i feel the commercialism angle it is kinda nice when you get a thoughtful gift from someone. You mentioned atheism though- im usually not a christian myself but engage in the tradition nonetheless. Admittedly sinterklaas poems do make it more fun and makes me a little more thoughtful than obligatory.
Quote from: Faust on December 26, 2012, 06:10:27 PM
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 05:20:58 PM
Nothing. Atheists don't celebrate Xmas.
:p Jews like money. Mexicans are lazy.
Just to clarify.
Nothing.
This atheist doesn't celebrate Xmas.
Sorry, I should have been more specific.
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 06:12:59 PM
Quote from: Faust on December 26, 2012, 06:10:27 PM
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 05:20:58 PM
Nothing. Atheists don't celebrate Xmas.
:p Jews like money. Mexicans are lazy.
Just to clarify.
Nothing. This atheist doesn't celebrate Xmas.
Sorry, I should have been more specific.
And this athiest would dance the molotov if it got him a day off work.
Quote from: Faust on December 26, 2012, 06:14:57 PM
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 06:12:59 PM
Quote from: Faust on December 26, 2012, 06:10:27 PM
Quote from: MMIX on December 26, 2012, 05:20:58 PM
Nothing. Atheists don't celebrate Xmas.
:p Jews like money. Mexicans are lazy.
Just to clarify.
Nothing. This atheist doesn't celebrate Xmas.
Sorry, I should have been more specific.
And this athiest would dance the molotov if it got him a day off work.
I'd pay good money to see that :wink:
This atheist has no problem at all celebrating Christmas in a completely secular and commercial way. Commercial vs materialistic. I love getting stuff for my kids, but it is always thoughtful and not just for the sake of putting something under the tree. My kids don't ask nor want tons of toys, but when they ask for something, I know it's something that they really want and it is something that is going to tap into their creativity and imagination. I'll gladly shell out some bucks to make that happen.
Especially THIS year when they are also getting a fat lump of coal inthe form of this suck-ass divorce.
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on December 26, 2012, 06:20:11 PM
This atheist has no problem at all celebrating Christmas in a completely secular and commercial way. Commercial vs materialistic. I love getting stuff for my kids, but it is always thoughtful and not just for the sake of putting something under the tree. My kids don't ask nor want tons of toys, but when they ask for something, I know it's something that they really want and it is something that is going to tap into their creativity and imagination. I'll gladly shell out some bucks to make that happen.
Especially THIS year when they are also getting a fat lump of coal inthe form of this suck-ass divorce.
You know what RWHN? Despite all the shit that is raining on you this year that highlighted bit makes you one fuck of a lucky guy. Don't ever lose sight of that.
It's really been the ballast for me. I have two great, smart, and thoughtful kids. And I know that while I may have sucked as a husband, I've been a damned good Dad. So despite everything I can still hold my head high. (No, I didn't get the Big Book of Cliches for Christmas!)
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on December 26, 2012, 06:27:36 PM
It's really been the ballast for me. I have two great, smart, and thoughtful kids. And I know that while I may have sucked as a husband, I've been a damned good Dad. So despite everything I can still hold my head high. (No, I didn't get the Big Book of Cliches for Christmas!)
Sounds like a good anchor to me.
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
I owe my soul to the company store...
I'd be one of them.
RWHN,
showing his age
Quote from: Cain on December 26, 2012, 06:40:14 PM
I owe my soul to the company store...
There we go. I was hoping I wasn't the only one to remember that. Mostly all culture pre-WWII has been lost.
My grandfather was a miner. Well, a dilettante with explosives training the government wanted to keep in employment post-WWII, at least. I think the version he had was Frankie Laine's, but it's been a long while since I looked through his stuff.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:37:44 PM
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
16 tons of flax.
/asshole
I think I learned that one in school, of all places.
Can't remember what it was 16 tons of, though; coal, or some type of ore, I imagine.
Something to do with railroads, maybe.
Also:
Exercise bike
$100 bill
$25 gift card from Walmart
They're still playing Christmas music.
So I picked the worst one and annotated it:
Have a holly jolly Christmas (I'd pimp my mother out for some way to make "jolly" rhyme.)
It's the best time of the year (for the store playing the song, anyway)
Well I don't know if there'll be snow (Global warming. Enjoy your mud.)
But have a cup of cheer (Cheer = rum, of course)
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street (dodging the rather dodgy santas)
Say hello to friends you know (because you couldn't be arsed to the rest of the year)
And everyone you meet (except those people walking1)
Ho ho the mistletoe (ho ho, it's fake, made by Chinese slave labor)
Hung where you can see (Who the fuck even knows what it looks like, anymore?)
Somebody waits for you
Kiss her once for me (Because we're creepy that way)
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh bygolly have a holly jolly Christmas
This year (entire verse = I've been into the eggnog on top of my Xanax)
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And when you walk down the street
Say hello to friends you know
And everyone you meet (see above)
Have a holly jolly Christmas
And in case you didn't hear
Oh bygolly have a holly jolly Christmas
This year (Entire verse: "or else")
1 We're against that sort of thing, especially at Christmas. Who wants their Christmas cheer ruined by seeing that sort of thing?
Macy's giftcard, Amazon gift card, nice leather purse, $80 in cash, a blood orange to replace the one Shoe Ears killed, and a giant jar of nutella.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:37:44 PM
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
Nighthawks, Sixteen Tons. NO GOOLING REQUIRED, BUTTHOLES!
"Fall of the Roman empire", "How man fucked up trying to control nature", a horrible contraption from the 60's for sharpening things, and thumbscrews from mom and dad.
Cooking implements that would fuck the pope and a "Coat rack" that I could hang a whole hog on from my sister.
A pair of "You destroy them, we fix them NO QUESTIONS ASKED" socks from my aunt.
Mu Hu Ha Ha
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:37:44 PM
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
I love that song. Have it on my computer. 16 tons, whad'ya git? Another day older and deeper in debt, St. Peter don't you call me cause I can't go, I owe my soul to the company store.
Quote from: Pixie on December 26, 2012, 11:28:47 PM
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:37:44 PM
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
Nighthawks, Sixteen Tons. NO GOOLING REQUIRED, BUTTHOLES!
Seemingly i only know the version from The Wire soundtrack.
I got a grey knit dress, some toiletries, £15 gift token for the posh department store chain where they will call me "madam" even when I look like a bum (for more yarn) £70 cash (probably going to spend it on yarn, and/or some new lingerie that fits in the sales at the specialist store in Edinburgh that will fit my ta-tas), a £100 winter military style winter coat (from Payne, it was desperately needed for surviving the winter) , and 1.6 kilos of yarn, in 2 balls that are bigger than my head. The yarn and the coat were my favourite gifts. Oh and a bottle of Merlot, and no more housemates, and plane tickets to Edinburgh (also from Payne).
"The Prankster and the Conspiracy" by Adam Gorightly, among other books.
I got yarn, funny t-shirts, and chocolate. There's more yarn on the way.
Mostly things that will keep me in the kitchen, mostly with Jamie Oliver's name on them, including casserole dish, roast dish, a book and various DVD's. I think I'll get some books for myself.
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
Play the banjo wearing the thermals while sitting on the bed of nails. With a pharoh hat on. Bill yourself as either Rameses or Nyarlathotep.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
Was it at least a family Bible with pages for genealogy?
Twid,
Got a family Bible. Loves it, even though it's under read. I tend to prefer the one I got in CCD because it has translator notes and is rejected by conservative Catholics on grounds of it being too liberal.
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
You lucky dog.
Some home-made chocolate bonbons and biscuits from my sister... promise of a pair of knit cycling leggings from my mum, almost finished... dad sent dosh from the UK as he does... I think I may have got a mug an'all. We generally celebrate giftmas, though, along with stuffyerselftodeathmas, it is a year-end occasion that is near the solstice and have I mentioned we eat a lot. My guts have taken some damage but will live to digest another day.
Quote from: holist on December 27, 2012, 07:06:32 AM
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
You lucky dog.
Some home-made chocolate bonbons and biscuits from my sister... promise of a pair of knit cycling leggings from my mum, almost finished... dad sent dosh from the UK as he does... I think I may have got a mug an'all. We generally celebrate giftmas, though, along with stuffyerselftodeathmas, it is a year-end occasion that is near the solstice and have I mentioned we eat a lot. My guts have taken some damage but will live to digest another day.
Dosh is good.
Stuffyerselftodeath is better.
Funny innit?
The immediate reward is better.
I don't care about all that giftiness, give me money!
I don't care about all that money feed me!
Like I said though, I got what I got. And I loved all of it. And I would have to say that my favorites were the socks and the dalek alarm clock. Even though I could get a decades worth of socks with the money.... meh. Socks and Daleks.
And the Pyrex. Oh gods, the Pyrex....
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 27, 2012, 07:16:39 AM
Quote from: holist on December 27, 2012, 07:06:32 AM
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
You lucky dog.
Some home-made chocolate bonbons and biscuits from my sister... promise of a pair of knit cycling leggings from my mum, almost finished... dad sent dosh from the UK as he does... I think I may have got a mug an'all. We generally celebrate giftmas, though, along with stuffyerselftodeathmas, it is a year-end occasion that is near the solstice and have I mentioned we eat a lot. My guts have taken some damage but will live to digest another day.
Dosh is good.
Stuffyerselftodeath is better.
Funny innit?
The immediate reward is better.
I don't care about all that giftiness, give me money!
I don't care about all that money feed me!
Like I said though, I got what I got. And I loved all of it. And I would have to say that my favorites were the socks and the dalek alarm clock. Even though I could get a decades worth of socks with the money.... meh. Socks and Daleks.
That's a funny thing. I can come away with no gifts, but if I come away with no leftovers, I feel snubbed. Anyway, I remembered something. BRB
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 27, 2012, 07:26:50 AM
Quote from: Pippa Twiddleton on December 27, 2012, 07:16:39 AM
Quote from: holist on December 27, 2012, 07:06:32 AM
Quote from: Lenin McCarthy on December 27, 2012, 03:02:07 AM
I got books, a Bible, a banjo, candy, thermal underwear and a bed of nails.
You lucky dog.
Some home-made chocolate bonbons and biscuits from my sister... promise of a pair of knit cycling leggings from my mum, almost finished... dad sent dosh from the UK as he does... I think I may have got a mug an'all. We generally celebrate giftmas, though, along with stuffyerselftodeathmas, it is a year-end occasion that is near the solstice and have I mentioned we eat a lot. My guts have taken some damage but will live to digest another day.
Dosh is good.
Stuffyerselftodeath is better.
Funny innit?
The immediate reward is better.
I don't care about all that giftiness, give me money!
I don't care about all that money feed me!
Like I said though, I got what I got. And I loved all of it. And I would have to say that my favorites were the socks and the dalek alarm clock. Even though I could get a decades worth of socks with the money.... meh. Socks and Daleks.
That's a funny thing. I can come away with no gifts, but if I come away with no leftovers, I feel snubbed. Anyway, I remembered something. BRB
Actually, I prefer the thoughtful present, first of all, regardless of value: if it speaks to me and makes me pleased, it's great. Like my mum's gonna give me my grandmother's prewar kitchen scales: the great thing (apart from a great set of scales) is that my mom finally understands that I care about and enjoy old objects that are still fit for purpose. Unfortunately, this will not happen for a few months due to officialdom.
Second: presents from my widely publicised wish-list. They were unable/could not be bothered to think of something, so they took information from the best source about what I would like: me.
Third: money. Money is a safe option, there was never a point in my life when some money did not come in handy.
Fourth: the stuffingyourself: I could do without it. But it's tradition. It's the fucking tradition. In our particular family, it's more about my mum's pathological need to feed us to death every now and then. We adopt a stiff upper lip and eat all of it.
The parfait-gateaux is an exception. We eat that with genuine smiles on our faces.
Socks, boxer shorts, DVDs, books, a rapier, towels, cologne, money, gift cards, a suit, dungaree pance.
A picture frame, 3 blank fabric aprons and fabric markers to decorate them with, new cookware, new sheets, a card from my grandfather that he didn't even bother to write anything in this year (and my mom once again telling me not to read too much into it, because he is in his 80s and old people are just forgetful), fabric shower curtain.
Book by Les Claypool, Primus T-shirt & CD/DVD
Fancy Beers
Books about spooky/weird/different places to go
Crime Novels? Murder Mysteries? Books in which murders are committed
Kitchen stuff & pajama pants
Homemade truffles from my sister
Miscellaneous nice stuff
The satisfaction of having baked/cooked/canned maybe a good 50% of the gifts I gave and knowing the recipients will enjoy them
I got wasted and somehow still managed to pull a turkey dinner out the bag. Can't remember even serving it but apparently it was outstanding. The leftovers certainly tasted alright. There were a bunch of presents, mostly shit you spray on yourself to keep the stench away. I'm about 50 beers and a half pound of grass into this celebration of godbaby's birthday - so I guess I've got about half way to new year. On the downside I seem to have my drinking problem back but I'm planning to knock that into touch with a staple diet of alcohol and hash for the next week and a half.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:37:44 PM
WHAD'YA GIT?
ANOTHER DAY OLDER AND DEEPER IN DEBT...
(I bet maybe 2 people here catch the reference without googling)
Sixteen Tons.
BTW, WORK YOUR FINGERS TO THE BONE, WHAD'YA GIT?
I got a pile of candy and stuffing stuffers that I would have been hapier if I'd just gotten the money, so I could put gas in my car, or buy a rulebook I need.
I also got a cheater grill (the one that's got that boxer's name in it), and then I gave it to a friend of mine, because I have pans if I want a burger or steak or whatevs.
a bunch of shirts, and a Jacket and a pullover hoodie, and a bunch of stocking stuffers that might have been worth 5 bucks totalled up. At least the shirts and jackets are decent stuff that I'll be happy to wear.
Some god damned self-respect
I got given another gift, a canvas tote bag with the cover design of a songbook from 1911 by the Women's Political and Social Union (commonly referred to as the Suffragettes.) the woman that designed the image printed on it reputedly used to conduct the songs from her cell window using her toothbrush at HMP Holloway. It's beautiful and i squeeeeeeeed my little heart out when I unwrapped it.
A block of kitchen knives, no expensive brand, but they're a nice set.
New cutting boards.
A pair of Toms Shoes that are red with pink sugar skulls on them. The cat barfed on one yesterday but mom got it clean. :|
A Fedora.
A sewing box.
New Gingher sewing scissors.
Socks.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on December 26, 2012, 06:41:00 PM
Quote from: Cain on December 26, 2012, 06:40:14 PM
I owe my soul to the company store...
There we go. I was hoping I wasn't the only one to remember that. Mostly all culture pre-WWII has been lost.
Remembered fondly. :)
My new sweetie bought me a TARDIS hat.
Like this one:
(http://www.partybell.com/images/Product/medium/BS-804947.jpg)
This made me very happy.
Also, both of his kids (including the often-difficult 14 year old girl) loved the presents I got for them. I'm calling that a win. :)
got to spend some time with my lady freind, very nice. probly happens one or two times a year.
Quote from: Mr. Presley on December 29, 2012, 05:08:38 AM
got to spend some time with my lady freind, very nice. probly happens one or two times a year.
What, is she in Antarctica or some shit?
I got my parents and roommates with a satirical mash-up of different quotes misattributed to H.L. Mencken that was laboriously fashioned into glass magnets. I was a little disappointed at how easily these highly literate nabobs swallowed such a ridiculous series of sentences as the work of H.L. Mencken. I felt bad for my Mom and had to confess it was a joke. The roommates will get no such mercy.
I also got a "Thank you Dada for the necklace and purple tree", $150, a hat that fits underneath a helmet and if worn without a helmet make me look like a wangster, fingerless glove/arm warmers, and a calendar of highly fashionable offices from what seems to be the 60's.
Woke up to three more skeins of Malabrigo (yarn). Woo!
Maybe she IS Antarctica.