the shopping for myself is the best part

One of things I'd forgotten about Christmas at our house is that my mom annually hands me something like $100 with which to buy stocking stuffers for the three of us. What this amounts to is a combination of books, CDs, DVDs, and whatever random shit I can think of for each person.

Which means that this year, it's going to be a long helluva wait until Christmas when I can watch Eddie Izzard's Circle. I've been too long without the man, and I need my fix.

I just went ahead and opened the new Neko Case album. Shh, don't tell.

Jon Stewart needs also satisfied.

I love free shit.