I’ll give you a birthday list.

I really just want about a trillion dollar gift certificate to Best Buy. Probably not really, but it seems like in the past month, so many Best Buy-able things have come to mind that I don’t think I’m allowed within a thousand feet of the store. I’m still waffling on the surround sound stereo deal until taxes get done doing their thing to me, but I know exactly what I want when I get there. And I made the discovery today that not only does Outkast have a DVD of their videos out (actually, I didn’t find that out alone, and dammit, Nelly still needs to come out with one, if only so I can freeze frame a clear picture of the “Air Force Ones” video to prove to any doubters that I’m in there! Oh, and to prove to Lyndi that the back of her head really *did* make the final cut. I swear!), but anyway, on this Outkast DVD, the videos for Hey Ya and The Way You Move are really one long video. 12 minutes of Southernplayalisticcadillacfunky-goodness. Of course, with the rest of my trillion dollar gift certificate, I’d pillage the DVD aisle, but about 12,000GB of RAM for this computer, and then… hell, buy one of everything, I guess. I’ll figure out where to put it later.

For those of you that don’t have a trillion dollars to throw around, best wishes and good company the weekend of the 21st is always welcome (but try to get the cash, first. OK?)

Oh, for anyone that cares about what I do for a living, and promises not to stalk me at work, I got some props last week on the noon newscast. I figure this is just as easy as sending an email out to everyone, even though probably 80% of the people I know either don’t know about this site, or have already seen the video. But for those of you that care, here’s my Super Bowl montage (sans boobies).

Enjoy! I’m off to hunt beer and chicken.