It's so exciting to start a Christmas list with such a beautifully Sci-Fi year attached.
2010 was so easy to say. It's a shame the apocalypse didn't hit this year...future humans would have relished the ease with which the date and THE event of the century coincided.
Regardless.
Humanity has not been reduced to ashes and scraggly things, so as far as I'm concerned, Santa Clause is still coming to town. And this is what I want him to bring me.
Gemma Slack. Anything by Gemma Slack. Even that amazingly terrifying Hannibal Lector face mask. I'll wear it to the grocery store on a late night grab for soy milk, I swear it.
and
I'm a consumer.
I'm sorry.
I'm also a murderer since I killed The Dude's computer, so we need a new one because as grateful as I am for this supplicant Eee PC...I've been spoiled by the lure of "Technology for Idiots" that Apple has so perfected and can't turn back now.
Some form of a 60 key semi weighted MIDI controller keyboard so I can herald the gods down from their lofty encampments just beyond the reach of man into the faces of The Unworthy Mortals. Even if it's my own face I'm flaunting this in front of. Or the cats.
Either way...a must have.
A seven toed, gray Maine Coon kitten that I can dress up in various neck scarves and take outside and train to come when I call "Lucifer!" I already had a dream about this cat so it's obvious to me that it is only a matter of time.
This list includes several other things, but I can't bring Lightning Hopkins back to life or stuff the entirety of Radiohead in my closet with all that other things I've got in there already, so maybe next year.
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