Well, I hit the jackpot this Xmas!

Boy, I feel a bit embarrassed to tell you what all I got, so let me just say, I must have been a very very good boy this year! I could give you the rundown, post a list of gifts, but that might be vulgar.

Here's a lil' bit of a highlight:

Shopping at Battlefield Mall, a mall build on top of an actually battlefield and famously known for ghosts appearing before terrified shoppers, I had a blow out on my boots. I made a sudden stop before walking into an elderly shopper and my foot jutted out the side of my right boot. I've had them for about two years so they've had a good life and was time to get new ones. My brother and sister-in-law bought me my favorite brand in the exact size, 13!

A book about the Cary Grant style.

I got a pack of 50 public domain movie classics, many that I've seen and love from my brother Donny.

The DVD game, Scene it!

The 3 disc "King Kong" DVD and it rocks!

I could go on and on, but I hate when people brag. I got some really great stuff, life changing stuff!

Nothing was open and I was hungry and wanted to eat out. I drove and drove.

Finally, Sonic!

One lonely Sonic was open. I got there 10 minutes before they closed. It may have been the best No. 2 SuperSonic Meal with Tots instead of fries and a Sonic Size Ice Tea I've ever had!

Just for fun I had dressed up like a French Guy and ordered my meal from the car in a bad French accent. I even quoted St�phane Mallarm� in broken French a yet made it relate to the meal.

Sometimes dressing up breaks up depression.

How could I be sad with all my new Xmas loot?