URBAN KVETCH WISH LIST
According to the wise Dawn Summers, 'tis the season for wish lists. (That's why she's the mystical Key* whose blood can unravel civilization in this dimension.)
Not that I'm trolling for presents, mind you. I'm really doing this for you. In case you were going to spend hours in the mall on my account, this takes the guesswork out of it.
Of course, all the things I really want (world peace, a shul where I'm perfectly comfortable, a date with a cool, funny guy for New Year's, an express line at the DMV, a book contract) don't seem to have registries.
So, it's official. My wish list is up at Amazon for your perusal. Just click "wish list" and type my name and you will be magically whisked away to a land of my most-wanted books and DVDs. Prices for every price range and new items added all the time!
But (and here's a sentence I don't use every day) Mariah Carey said it best: All I want for Christmas/Hanukkah is you.**
*Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 5.
**And the aforementioned date for New Year's.
posted by Esther Kustanowitz @ 4:00 PM
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6 Comments:
you'll have to settle for me as your passover gift.
Gift giving? What's in it for me?
I suppose this will link to my blog. Enjoy!
Sassy, i will gladly "settle" for you as a passover gift. Or like we Jews like to say "afikoman present." Just make sure it's pre- or post-Passover, so we can party New York style.
Gatsby, always looking for your angle? Rum and coke's in it for you.
And Princess A, who will soon not be A anymore to me, from your lips to God's ears.
I'd volunteer for your 12/31/04 soiree, but you know how it is...
If I go to Amazon, will it tell me where to send your wish? Oh hell, I'll just go look.
T-I'm not begging for presents, and do not expect people I've never met to purchase things for me! That said, my wish list is up at Amazon, and theoretically, you should be able to enter my name and get the list.
And as for NY's, just to clarify, there's no soiree in question that I really NEED a date for, but wouldn't it be nice if there were?
E, I know you weren't begging. I know you don't expect gifts from 'strangers.' But I'm a softie and can never resist. That's what gets me in Trouble with a Capital T.
Soiree was a bad choice of words on my part. A simple good time doing whatever on NYs with a cool person is all one could ask for. And if it doesn't work out, hey, you can always watch some cool DVDs at home ;)
H-squared (Happy Hanukkah)
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