Crimbo ‘05

Decorating our new tree, another Noble Fir, because they rule.

This year, Erin got me a book of M C Escher’s art, a line of horse fairy lights, three t shirts (one has ‘Sarcasm, it beats killing people’ on it, another has a shotgun and the logo ‘zombie repellent’, and the last is a Dawn of the Dead one), a cool diary, some fingerless gloves, a weight bench and stuff to work off the crimbo calories on, and an apron and oldie time bottle opener for my kitchen escapades.

I got her an X-files book, a big ol’ punching bag to take any bad days out on, satin sheets, a cool back loofer, the collected tales of DR and Quinch and the Complete Ballad of Halo Jones, a miniature bottle of Malibu (from a classic scene in ‘Bottom’) some classic Rave CD’s, and five plush microbes which are basically the germs, with cute eyes, enlarged a million times and turned into cuddly toys. She can now say that for Christmas I gave her the Common Cold, Syphilis, Mono, Flesh Eating Virus, and a Bookworm.

Sushi and Putty got some black barbed wire bangles that they love to chase but destroy all too easily. Here’s Sush trying to figure out which one’s hers.

And war is declared over who gets to play with them first.

I also attempted my first ever Goose. Very, very nice. Tastes like roast beef but sits a little easier. No wonder it’s Sherlock Holmes’s choice for the xmas atmos.

All of it observed closely by that great Kitty In The Sky.