Let's face it...The holidays bring out the worst in me. More accurately, It exposes me as a completely inept gift-giver. Sure, my heart is in the right place, but I'm sure that baby Jesus frowns on me doing the entirety of my Christmas shopping in the "As Seen On TV" section of the grocery store.


They say it's the thought that counts, so here, I thought you might like this pair of Pajama Jeans, or Mighty Mend It, or ....


You see? Something for everyone...

Not only is my present-giving acumen extremely low, I am also extremely cheap. Last year someone had the poor judgement of re-gifting me "The Big Book of Whittling", so now everyone I know can look forward to the monstrosity of whittled shit that I'm going to give them.