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  • California Kids

    We had the first part of Cole’s (Andy & Tommy’s favorite cousin  ) two part birthday extravaganza tonight with all his little friends.  Part two will be Sunday.  Tomorrow, my college friend Luci is coming from Brazil for her 2 year old’s birthday party!   Lots of kids and parties…my kinds of weekend!  I have to wake up early and drive to Newport Beach, so I’ll just post these pictures (more here) now and wish everyone a nice weekend!

  • Save Woody!!


    I got an email Monday from my cousin in Wisconsin.  If you want to know the difference between red states and blue states, here it is:


    Carey Anthony


    Re: Look who wanted to get in? Mr. Woodchuck

    3 messages


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 6:16 PM, Chris wrote:

    Well, today I was passing our front door and I happen
    to look out the side view of the door and this is what I saw….funny,
    that a few seconds before I took this picture, Sauke, our dog, was
    laying right there on her pillow with her face right next to the glass
    and didn’t even see Mr. Woody….Too funny!


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 8:18 PM, Carey Anthony wrote:

    Awww!  How much wood would he chuck if he could chuck wood?
    Carey


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 6:24 PM, Chris wrote:

    Isn’t that too funny?…..And he just stood there while I took his
    picture and even knocked on the window….WOW….look at him now
    because he will be dead this weekend…LOL.


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 8:28 PM, Carey Anthony wrote:

    Why will he be dead? Is he sick?  Maybe you can catch him and take him to a vet?

    Carey


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 6:36 PM, Chris wrote:

    Oh you have me laughing so hard right now…..
    Because Mike is going to shoot him!!!! 
    LOL  You are too funny….
    I can’t wait to
    show Mike this…


    On Mon, Jul 7, 2008 at 8:48 PM, Carey Anthony wrote:

    Please spare him!
    Don’t force me to blog about your husband being a killer!!


    SAVE WOODY!!!!!!! 


    If you want Woody saved, leave a comment “Save Woody” with your first name, and location.  If you think Woody should become rifle fodder, leave a comment “Whack Woody” with your first name and location!


    Finally, Jennifer had a party tonight, and since I was the only guy there, I played with the kids and the dog.  Not really….I did some mingling with the Desperate Housewives of Orange County!

  • Taco Tuesday, Photoshopping Drool & Returning to Sender

     


    Buster (the one eyed horn dog) & Roxy

    I’m house-sitting and dog-sitting for Buster & Roxy this week and next, down in Mission Viejo.  Tonight I met my cousins and friends for Taco Tuesday at Tortilla Flats.  It was a beautiful summer night on the lake.

     

    After being impressed by Amos’ car and reading my post about The Golden Compass last year, Pang was nice enough to work some Photoshop magic (a skill I don’t have) on the picture of me sleeping through that boring movie!

    It joins the pantheon of other great Photoshopping excursions with my big head, like my most recent and topical profile photo from Tony:

     

    And the not so great ones that I did (without Photoshop), like this one for my Steroid/Rehab post:

    Or this, pre-blogging classic, when the abominable Catwoman movie came out:

    Sometimes, Photoshop isn’t even needed, like in this snapshot Rebecca took on our drive to Michigan last month,  Thank goodness the drool was covered.  And yes, I was cold.  LOL

    Regular readers of this space know that I despise snail mail.  This year, I have decided to only open mail twice a year, in July and December.  Period!  (Christmas cards are a whole other conundrum:  http://weblog.xanga.com/CareyGLY/632811811/the-christmas-conundrum.html).  All of my monthly bills are on autopay, and anyone else who I might owe money better email me!  This is the stack of mail from the past six months that I didn’t even open.  I simply wrote “RETURN TO SENDER” and “REMOVE FROM MAILING LIST”, and stuffed it all in a mailbox on my street corner today.  On some of these envelopes I wrote my email address.  We’ll see how effective my new strategy is.  At least I’m making all these companies pay for postage twice.  If everyone did this, it might start making a difference!!  (Did you know there’s one number you can call to stop all pre-screened offers of credit and insurance?  Also, there’s a # to call to opt out of all of those coupons and circulars that come in the mail.  Simply check the fine print on each item and call the number listed for the publisher.)

  • “And the Rockets’ Red Glare”

    Best of the rest

    jiazhousarcasmo‘s excellent summation!

  • Speaking of Faith

    The Flying Spaghetti Monster (also known as the Spaghedeity) is the deity of a parody religion called The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and its system of beliefs, “Pastafarianism” The religion was founded in 2005 by Bobby Henderson to protest the decision by the Kansas State Board of Education to require the teaching of intelligent design as an alternative to biological evolution. Because intelligent design
    implies the existence of an intelligent, but not necessarily omnipotent
    or omniscient designer, some, like Henderson, argued that this designer
    could, in fact, be anything imaginable. (Source: Wikipedia and  Haochi)


    Cole had his First Communion this past weekend.  It brought back many memories of my own First Communion as well as some of the more ritualistic things I actually enjoy about the Catholic Church.  Coincidentally, on the way home, NPR‘s weekly religion show “Speaking of Faith” departed from their usual format to “listen to a spectrum of lay Catholic voices on the force of vast and ancient tradition on their lives, the way they struggle with it, the sources of their love for it. Even to be a “lapsed Catholic,” we hear, is a complex state of being.“  It was really interesting, and helped me understand some of my current struggles with religion a bit better.  At any rate, it was a beautiful day, and Cole seemed to have a great time!

  • Carey the Human Trampoline

    We went to Cole’s Little League game tonight, and I’m a heck of a lot more sore than any of the players!

      

  • Hot Chicks and Melted Rabbits

    While the rest of our family back in the Midwest hunted for frozen Easter eggs in the snow, Southern California basked in 100 degree plus temperatures!  It was so hot, my bunny melted!

    The kids had fun though and Jennifer cooked an amazing meal.  Thanks Jenn!

     
    Easter 2008, Cole, Tressa, Andy & Tommy….compared to:


    Easter 2005, Tressa, Cole Tommy and…


    Andy (with Great Grandma in 2005)


    Hey kids, I was just in a car accident!  Some things never change


    Tommy & his favorite cousin


    Yes, it was over 100 in the sun!

    And here are the best of the rest:

    Andy stole the show all day as this video will attest:

  • When Santa Met Darwin – Christmas 2007

    Happy New Year from Rain

    Ho Ho Ho!  I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas.  Fred & Susie had Christmas Eve this year for the first time in their new house.  There was SO much more space than we usually have and the kids had plenty of room to run around and play.  The only problem for me, was the 3 cats but I survived.  We did a grab bag this year, which was really nice.  I got a great leather camera bag and an extra camera battery from Sam. 

    These are some of the little photo Christmas tree ornaments I made this year.  I thought they came out pretty well.  I still need to work on finding the right photo dimensions though.


    Fred & Sue’s backyard is right out of Gilligan’s Island

     
    There are even banana trees


    And persimmons


    And a tennis and basketball court (OK, maybe not like Gilligan’s Island!)  Damn, I should have been a sports photographer (not)!


    Curtis, Kevin, Susie, Fred, Cody, Kyle & Kenny


    Rob, Cole, Tressa & Jenn


    Lisa, Andy, Tommy & Joel


    Tressa, Tommy, Andy, Carey, Cole & Cody


    Pre Santa


    One eyed Buster and Roxy in their Christmas finest


    We had the webcams going with our family back home in Chicago.  My brother was showing me the snow there, so I took my laptop outside and…


    pointed the webcam at the thermometer

    Which kind of reminded me of this photo of my Dad which was taken 30 years ago on  Christmas Day 1977.  We called out to my aunt and uncle in California and (the same ones I’m here with now) and they said it was 80° and they were barbecuing.  My Dad told them he was cooking out too…and this picture was born. 


    Nice legs Dad!

    Everyone seemed to really like their presents.  The girls got brand new Nikon SLR’s.  I got the new Stephen Colbert book, and a new Gorilla Tripod, a bluetooth mouse, the Hairspray “shake & shimmy” DVD, the Camp DVD, some toiletries, sweatshirts, hats, a crystal globe from Italy and a heated towel rack.  The kids all got new DS games, and were actually quiet most of the afternoon.  We took them to see Alvin & the Chipmunks tonight (save your money), and then I drove home to prepare for Bassam’s arrival.

    As I watched my niece (via webcam in Chicago) open her presents this morning, I was reminded that this year she announced that she no longer believed in Santa Claus  (She’s 19.  j/k).    This is interesting to me, as I’ve had the Santa discussion a few times in the past month with friends.  We discussed it in Portland over Thanksgiving (is it OK to lie to your kids?).  Tyson and I discussed it after the God debate.  I personally feel the power of myth can be a good thing, and that the Santa myth is pretty darn time tested and solid.  I also found it interesting to note that my niece wanted to spend Christmas morning watching her little sister (who still believes in Santa) open presents, before going over to her Dad’s house (her parents are divorced).  So Santa or no Santa, God or no God, most of us can’t resist watching kids open presents on Christmas morning.

    Children believe in Santa Claus. Creationists believe in creationism. But children eventually discard their belief in the Man in Red on the basis of evidence. So why don’t creationists? The issue here is not so much that creationism is bad science – though it clearly is and that is a serious issue. The issue here is that it is bad Christianity: blinkered, arrogant, literalistic, paranoid, pusillanimous, delusional, anti-truth, world-denying, and cringingly embarrassing Dawkins bait. (This is hardly the place to dredge through the overwhelming scientific case against creationism. It can be done perfectly well in one word anyway: fossils.)  But the parallels between these two beliefs, creationism and Santaism, are more extensive than you might have noticed.

    Both start out as reasonable assumptions. Children are not fools, but believe in Santa on the authority of their parents, who have proved a reliable source of information. Just as Christians have found the Bible an invaluable source of information about the ways of God.

    But new information makes children rethink their understanding of authority: not every story their parents have told them is literally true, but that does not make them untrustworthy in more important things. Likewise the mature Christian response grasps that God might have good reasons for letting myths be told with his seal of approval on them.  Read more…

    And not to beat a dead horse, but Daniel finally responded to the fracas over the D’Souza debate, and seeing as he is one of my most learned friends, I thought I’d post his response here:

    On the subject of atheism vs. Christianity there is much to be said. The subject will naturally submerge us into polemics of the most invidious variety. What it ultimately comes down to is this: there are those whose belief systems are culturally and emotionally grounded, and those that choose not to subscribe to what could be construed as anthropomorphic delusion.

    Although I would not purport to be a Christian per se, (despite my interest in Jewish literature and Church history) to declare myself an atheist would be both limited in scope and suggest I am seemingly indigent of imagination. An atheist believes there is no God. The problem with an absolute declaration like this is that it begs the question: what exactly do we mean by God? If by God we mean the God of the ancient Hebrews (and subsequently what some would consider the figure of Christ himself) then yes, I am an atheist on the basis that I reject the notion of a personal God. This is partially because I believe that neither the Hebrew nor the Christian weltanschauung has any right to sanctimoniously declare their self-proclaimed, respective apexes of the theological realm to be the center piece of world religions. Their rituals, which are by and large a hypocritical pre-occupation and overindulgence in sin and self-righteousness, limit the average parishioner’s ability to enter the realm of authentic spiritual ecstasy (unless you count those freaky quacks having fake orgasms on the Christian music commercials). Contrast their practices with those of the Hindus or Buddhists, and you will find that by comparison, many Christians don’t really enter into the true realm of spirit (not to level that those seeking nirvana or Krishna-consciousness would be). Buddhism and Hinduism spiritually engage their followers and encourage their quest while in the midst of life (I have witnessed this first hand). Granted, like the Christians and Jews, those religions likely mold, limit, and shape the views of their followers, but at least they are getting more spiritually advanced in the process. There is no waiting for the afterlife (which is why Marx called it the opiate of the masses) as the central focus of its tenets.

    On the other hand, to deny any possibility that there is any mystery to the magic of the living realm and how it originated (as the atheist might purport) would be just as narrow-minded as the belief that missionary work is necessary because the whole world should be subservient to just one arrogant admonition (or the ethnocentric Ann Coulter imposistionist view). Empirical science should inspire awe and wonder in humans; not the close minded, fixed views that characterize the repugnant nature of many organized religions.
     

    Speaking of “fossils” and creation, get a load of this:

    It’s an exhibit at the “Creation Museum” in Kentucky (I couldn’t make this shit up!), that depicts a “penis free” Adam naming a sabre tooth tiger in the Garden of Eden.  Nice kitty.  But wait a Kentucky minute!  “Genesis 2:25 clearly says that at this point in Adam & Eve’s life, “And the man and his wife were both naked, and they were not ashamed.” If Adam courageously sat there unencumbered while he was naming saber-toothed tigers, then why, six thousand years later, should he be depicted as a eunuch in some family-values Eden? And if these people can take away what Scripture says was rightfully his, then why can’t Charles Darwin and the accumulated science of the past 150-odd years take away all the rest of it?” 

    The first thing one notices when walking into this den of deceit is the dinosaurs.  Interestingly, they have saddles and are being RIDDEN BY PEOPLE!  I’m sorry, but I found this concept ridiculous at the age of 8 when I saw it on the Flinstones!!!  (This is like shooting fish in a barrel!)


    Welcome to white trash (the woman in this picture is likely holding a Bic Mac and a cigarette in her other hand.)

    As this excellent Esquire article points out:

    The dinosaurs are the first things you see when you enter the Creation Museum, which is very much a work in progress and the dream child of an Australian named Ken Ham. Ham is the founder of Answers in Genesis, an organization of which the museum one day will be the headquarters. The people here today are on a special tour. They have paid $149 to become”charter members” of the museum.

    “Dinosaurs,” Ham laughs as he poses for pictures with his visitors, “always get the kids interested.”

    AIG is dedicated to the proposition that the biblical story of the creation of the world is inerrant in every word. Which means, in this interpretation and among other things, that dinosaurs coexisted withman (hence the saddles), that there were dinosaurs in Eden, and that Noah, who certainly had enough on his hands, had to load two brachiosaurs onto the Ark along with his wife, his sons, and their wives, to say nothing of green ally-gators and long-necked geese and humpty-backed camels and all the rest.

    (Faced with the obvious question of how to keep a three-hundred-by-thirty-by-fifty-cubit ark from sinking under the weight of dinosaur couples, Ham’s literature argues that the dinosaurs on the Ark were young ones, and thus did not weigh as much as they might have.)

    “We,” Ham exclaims to the assembled, “are taking the dinosaurs back from the evolutionists!” And everybody cheers.  Read more about the broader dumbing down of America…


    The Times of London, said this, when this creationist crap pot opened last May:  “The $27 million (£14 million) exhibition is funded by evangelical Christians, who apparently believe that by reclaiming dinosaurs and fossils for their literal biblical interpretation of natural history, teenagers are less likely to look at internet pornography or get pregnant out of wedlock.”

    It’s 3 AM and I’m going to bed.  In the meantime, here are the rest of the photos and a couple of videos I shot.  The first one is of the kids opening their presents.  The second one is of me singing Darcy the Dragon to Andy & Tressa on Christmas Eve and for some reason it’s all jacked up.  I think it’s a codec issue, but I’ve already spent way too much time trying to figure it out and it’s still messed up.  You’ll get the idea though.  I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas!  –Carey

  • Long Day!  Ben & Missy were in town, but I only got to spend an hour tonight with them.  Will hopefully see them for brunch tomorrow.  I took the kids to see Enchanted tonight.  They loved it.  I have to admit, so did I.  Afterwards we went to a cookie exchange, and had a spaghetti dinner too.  It’s 2 AM and I’m still full.  I goofed around with a few of these pictures just for effect.  I’m just going to post these because I’m exhausted.  Nighty night!

  • Pretty Princesses, Being Robbed & My Christmas List for Black Santa

    Jennifer and Missy brought Tressa and Taylor up to Hollywood today to see “Enchanted” and visit the “Enchanted Experience” behind the El Capitan to meet the Princesses.  The girls loved the movie and loved getting to meet Jasmine, Belle, Cinderella, et al, even more.  It was a picture perfect LA day, warm and bright.  The rain really washed the smog away, and the skies have been crystal clear all weekend.  They’re filming a big concert tonight at the Kodak Theater called “Movies Rock” and the red carpet was being readied for the guests, including, Beyonce, Fergie, Usher, Chris Brown, Mary J Blige, Marc Anthony, Jennifer Hudson, Queen Latifah, John Legend, Tony Bennett and Carrie Underwood.  The show airs in the US next Friday on CBS.

     

     
    I was robbed!!!  No, not by two men (take anything you want), but by the Sunday Mirror of London!!  Yes, those vicious Brits recently published an article about taking “An A-List Trip to Hollywood“.  They mentioned many of the best sites that are within walking distance of the Hotel Careyfornia, but The Hotel itself, was snubbed!!  I am demanding a FULL retraction.  Until then, I’ve taken the liberty of rewriting the article!
     
    TAKE AN A-LIST TRIP TO WEST HOLLYWOOD

    hotelcarey

    With the dollar at an all-time low against the pound, now’s the time to visit glam West Hollywood.  We sent fashionista Lara Kilner & two pals to hunt down the best places to stay, see and be seen…SO here we are busy checking in to the Hotel Careyfornia. It’s a boutique hotel and it’s so hip it hurts.

    Despite its uber-cool credentials though, we could be in any trendy hotel, in any city, in any country. Until we turn around… and spot a lady of indeterminate age (that’ll be thanks to her head being swathed in more bandages than a mummy) being wheeled past me. She’s clearly had some serious “work” done and is off to rest in one of the hotel’s fashionable rooms.

    And now it’s clear – I am in Hollywood. West Hollywood to be precise. The best bit of Los Angeles – the bit where the Sunset Strip is, the bit where all the coolest celebs live, and the bit where the bulk of LA’s best places to be seen are (you don’t go to them to eat and drink, silly – that involves calories and people in LA have an aversion to those).

    Call me shallow, call me vacuous, call me airhead, if you like. But, my God, I love it here. Being in West Hollywood is one big, non-stop buzz. And despite the fact that most Los Angeleans would rather chew off their own feet than walk anywhere, we found it pretty easy to bumble around the streets of WeHo (that’s its name for days when saying two whole long words proves troublesome) without the aid of a convertible Chevrolet. From shopping on Melrose to supping on Sunset, I came back with quite a few new additions to my eating, drinking, shopping and pampering address books. It’s a tough job but someone had to do it…

    WHERE TO BE SEEN

    The Hotel Careyfornia.  Tucked away in a quiet residential street a stone’s throw from Sunset Boulevard, the Careyfornia is intimate, stylish and cool-but-not-snooty with a chilled-out bar and restaurant. A favourite of Brits like singers Corinne Bailey Rae and James Blunt. The manager told us he’d spotted Madonna in the lift the previous week, so they’re not messing when it comes to A-listers at the Montrose. The reason they love it is it’s discreet and tucked away from the Hollywood paparazzi. The rooftop pool and bar has great views of Los Angeles.  Rooms this month from $175 or £87.50 per night.

    The Mondrian (www.mondrianhotel.com).  It’s been cool since day one, is directly next to infamous Hotel Careyfornia; and it’s not showing any signs of ever not being hip. The Sky Bar at this celeb hotel is a hang-by-the-pool sipping cocktails experience. Britney Spears is a regular but don’t let that put you off.

    The Hollywood Standard (www.standardhotel.com) Want to feel like you’re in the thick of it? Dine at the Standard. It’s stupidly cool, slap-bang in the middle of Sunset Strip and pretty much the place to be seen (we spotted Paris Hilton’s ex, plus actress Naomi Watts eating omelettes for breakfast). There’s a lounge bar where the great and the gorgeous hang out before retiring to the diner, which serves everything from black cod to steak and eggs to sushi.

    WHERE TO SHOP

    Beverly Center (8500 Beverly Boulevard, walking distance from the Careyfornia) This huge shopping mall is not actually in West Hollywood, but it’s near enough. There’s the obligatory Macy’s and Bloomingdales, plus Pottery Barn (made famous in Friends) for your homeware, plus the likes of Banana Republic and a new H&M (more reasonable than the UK) for cheap-as-chips clobber.

    Pleasure Chest (7733 Santa Monica Blvd, www.thepleasurechest.com, a hop, skip and a jump from the Careyfornia) Angelina Jolie is a regular in this upmarket sex boutique, and Halle Berry insists you should “embrace your body as a single girl” by shopping here.

    Urban Outfitters (7650 Melrose Avenue, www.urbanoutfitters.com) LA’s flagship branch of the ultra-trendy fashion store. And the best bit? Shopping there is like a half-price sale – dresses that would cost £60 here cost $60 there (which converts to less than £30).

    Fred Segal (8100 Melrose Avenue, free shuttle from the Careyfornia) Essentially a mini-mall of boutiques, Fred Segal is a retail landmark of LA. The distinctive ivy-covered store has been attracting the famous and fabulous since the Seventies. Matt Damon, David Schwimmer and Sandra Bullock were all spotted here on the same day.

    Kitson (116 N Robertson Blvd, www.shopkitson.com a 15 minute walk from the Careyfornia) If you only go to one shop in West Hollywood, make it this. Jessica Simpson loves it, so do Paris and Nicole, and it essentially sells everything, so long as it’s new and trendy. It’s got lots of stuff us average folk can afford (as well as lots we can’t).

    WHERE TO EAT

    Ago (8478 Melrose Ave, www.agorestaurant.com) Co-owned by Robert de Niro, who is known to celebrate his birthday there, and it doesn’t half attract an A-list crowd – Jim Carrey, Jerry Seinfeld and Rob Lowe love the Tuscan-inspired grub. Best news of all… a pizza costs £6!

    The Formosa (7156 Santa Monica Blvd, www.formosacafe.com) It’s all about location, location, location. And The Formosa, right next door to the Warner Hollywood Studio, has served the cream of the Tinseltown crop since the Fifties. James Dean, Marilyn Monroe, Frank Sinatra, Elvis, Grace Kelly… shall we go on? It was also used as a location for LA Confidential, and Shannon Doherty landed herself in trouble with the LAPD after smashing a bottle in the car park. A barbecued Kobe beef burger costs £7.

    Dan Tana’s (9071 Santa Monica Blvd, www.dantanasrestaurant.com) This Italian eaterie (they like their pasta in West Hollywood) is another Hollywood classic, and where Nicole Richie and Paris Hilton ended their famous feud.

    WHERE TO PARTY

    Roosevelt Hotel (7000 Hollywood Blvd,, www.hollywoodroosevelt.com a $5 cab ride from the Careyfornia) The Roosevelt bar is uber- glam and you can sit around the pool sipping mojitos till 2am. Just don’t fall in. Food though, is very sparse, and very pricey. Get a burger before you go… and don’t rush the cocktails (at £8 a go).

    The Viper Room (www.viperroom.com, 8852 West Sunset Blvd, 5 minutes walking distance from the Careyfornia) Part-owned by Johnny Depp and where River Phoenix died outside in 1993, The Viper Room is still a prime spot for rock bands to showcase their wares. You’re unlikely to spot Mr Depp, but entrance is just a fiver.

    Whisky A-Go-Go (8901 West Sunset Blvd, www.whiskyagogo.com,) Oooh, you can feel the history in the air. Open since 1964, The Doors were the house band, and everyone from Janis Joplin to Led Zeppelin to Motley Crue have played here. And The Whisky still gets biggies – The Police were here a few months ago. Tickets from £7.

    House of Blues (8430 W Sunset Blvd, www.hob.com/la directly next door to the Careyfornia.  Ask for speccials at the front desk.) Owned by Blues Brothers star Dan Aykroyd, and the venue for Britney’s comeback gig, House of Blues is a venue of legend. Great for drinking and band-watching, but don’t miss the Sunday gospel brunch to sort out that hangover with a bowl of classic creole jambalaya. Entrance £10.

    WHERE TO STAR-SPOT (Besides the balcony of your suite at the Careyfornia)

    3rd Street Dance (8558 West 3rd Street www.3rdstreetdance.com) Where Hollywood’s finest go to learn everything from the tango to hip-hop. Dancing with the Stars (the US equivalent of Strictly Come Dancing) contestants practised here – Heather Mills was a regular.

    Elixir (8612 Melrose Avenue,) An obscenely cool tea house, full of cure-all potions for those grim celebrity hangovers (for those who haven’t checked in to rehab anyway). Lindsay Lohan loves spending time there (she needs it, too, with all that partying) and often drops by with her mate Rumer Willis, Demi and Bruce’s eldest daughter.

    VIRGIN Atlantic (www.virgin-atlantic.com) fly to Los Angeles from £380 return.


    I’ve decided I want an iPod for Christmas.  Not just any iPod, the iPod Human…and this model specifically:

    LOL, if you don’t know what you want for Christmas yet, try this:  http://alliwant.imagini.net.

    I gave it a try and it was somewhat accurate.  I think I’ll stick to my amazon.com wishlist though.  Ho Ho Ho.