• A Jack Sparrow Pez dispenser
• The 1960s Batmobile
• An American Express travellers' cheque which is, as my friend Gina pointed out, really an Iron Man DVD in disguise
• $50 to spend at Swiss Chalet.

Call me an old fashioned vanilla smoothie, but with it snowing goddamn near constantly in Toronto, and being able to dip into the last-minute-shopping well without actually having to live there, Christmas is a step more enjoyable this year than it has been in a good long while. Part of that relates to what I'm getting for my girlfriend, but I will share more about that at the appropriate time. Till then, there is hustle, there is bustle, there is to and there is fro, and something like goodwill towards (women and) men. I am listening to actual Christmas music, doing actual Christmas wrapping, and sipping the actual egg nog recipe of my late grandmother, which (after it flummoxed me silly a few years back) I have somehow managed to revisit and perfect. It's like a whole thing over here. Shit, I might have to read A Christmas Carol this year and everything. How far do I want to take this?

To the market! For the makings of a fine holiday meal!