You know, gifts are sort of like sports teams. There are obviously the star players (i.e., clothes, dvds, games, money), but the only way the team is going to win anything is if there is a good supporting cast. The unsung heroes if you will.
Christmas was full of the standard electronic devices--I re-upped my video game collection as well as my sweatshirt status. All seemed well and dandy, but I knew I was forming a Miami Heat-type of lineup. All stars, no hustlers. I'm not trying to go for flash, I wanted to go for championship rings. That's where this little gem came in. It came in a wildly deceiving box that made me think it was either a misdirected watch or necklace meant for someone else. Nope. It was a Brookstone Alarm clock. I yelped at such a high pitch, no one around could hear me, because I was god damned pumped. No more listening to the same jingle every morning, while miserably waking up for the grind--now I'll be listening to a oddly high pitched but soothing chime that will brighten my day before I even take the morning pee.
Guys, I beg you to look back on your gifts and think to yourself, "what gift made the biggest impact on you this year?." It damn sure wasn't the Blu-Ray of "The Town" despite it being good.
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Add CommentAwwwwww-- very thoughtful words!
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