The holidays are edging—or maybe rushing—ever closer. If you’re starting to panic, don’t! There’s always trusty Amazon, just a click away on neo-neocon.
I’m happy and grateful for everything you buy through clicking on one of my Amazon widgets, or through this link. It may seem like a small thing, but it all adds up.
But here’s a question for you: has anyone ever actually used one of these contraptions? I remember way back when I was married in [year redacted] they were all the rage. I got some as wedding presents. Never used.
And now I see they’re back. Are people actually making fondue now? At home? Or is the gift the same kind of “sounds like a good idea but really isn’t” thing it was back then? Or maybe I was the only one who didn’t jump on the fondue bandwagon back in the 70s. Did you or anyone you know ever actually cook fondue at home?
Which brings us to: bonsai, another blast from the gifting past. I once received a thoughtful, expensive, gift-that-should-have-kept-on-giving of a year of bonsai, one a month. Reading the instructions engendered a mild panic in me: these things were going to die in my house. So I canceled the order; I didn’t want twelve bonsai corpses on my conscience.
Now that I’ve told you what I wouldn’t get (your mileage may differ), what would I get? Besides, that is, all the fabulous things listed at my widgets on the right sidebar, and all the books I’ve ever recommended?
Well, there’s this: a fabulous live Dire straits album from the 80s. I’m a big big BIG fan; have probably listened to this a thousand times so far, and I’m just getting warmed up.
And then, if either you or someone you know and love has the problem I have of using a heavy hand when packing luggage, edging your/her/his bags perilously close to the 50 pound danger mark, these doohickeys are a good idea. And some of them actually work; I have one that does, but unfortunately I can’t locate it right now so I can’t tell you what brand it is. Drat. Try to be more organized than I am—or than she is:
Do you keep your sleep companion (see how PC I am?) up at night because you like to listen to the TV turned up very LOUD? Or perhaps not just at bedtime, but all the time, annoying everyone in the house, including the dog? Has this even perhaps caused a battle or two? Well—this gadget works pretty well to avoid the whole problem.
And I’m not even sure I get any money if you order that one, because it doesn’t come directly from Amazon. But I’m trying to save your marriage, so I’ll sacrifice (and maybe I do get a commission from the order; I don’t really know all the details of how it works).
That’s it for recommendations for the moment.