We’re a few weeks away from Christmas and I guess it’s time to break out the wishlists, eh? I’m not really comfortable about telling people what I want them to give me, so my Christmas wishlists are always short. Well, except for last year. Sort of. But that’s not the point. The following is what I want to get for Christmas this year and it’s a short list. Sort of. Feel free to give me more than one.

The War for Late Night by Bill Carter. OK, technically, this is on my list but you can forget it. I already made an order for a copy of this book a couple of days ago. I just put it here so I can tell you that I’m sort of smart because I read books. Yay!

An awesome broadsword. Nothing fancy. I just need it to be light, powerful and awesome. See, I’m thinking of fighting crime and… you know what? It’s confidential. Let’s move along.

The return of The Middleman or the birth of any new show that is as witty and fun as this one-season wonder. TV is getting boring with the exception of Conan and Shark Week. We need refreshing new concepts that can stimulate the minds of both smart people (e.g. nerds who read books, even those that are not about late night TV) and dumb people (e.g. me).

A zombie survival kit. Anything that I can use to fight zombies with like guns, heavy manuals, titanium baseball bats, flamethrowers, chainsaws, really big hammers, etc. We all need to be ready for the coming zombie apocalypse, you know.

The Internet being less retarded. I know asking for the Internet to have less whiny, stupid and/or pretentious people is like asking for world peace, but this is a wishlist and I can wish for any goddamn thing I want!

Victoria Justice.

A Dr. Doom statue. I already have a Dr. Doom action figure, but I want something heavy, something that looks really important and expensive just ruling over my desk like a boss. Also, I would like a bigger desk.

A clue. I really need to get a clue with what I’m doing. I’m getting really tired and I don’t know what else to do. That’s all I have to say about that.
I don’t want to end this blog entry in a depressing way, but guess what. THE END. I just did.


