For the holidays the last few years, myself, Scott, and Larry (a couple of friends of mine) have had an informal contest going to see who could come up with the best, oddest, coolest gift each year.

Scott usually wins because he sticks to the simple principle of raiding thrift stores, and his closet for things that no one in his right mind would give as a gift, wrapping them in news paper, and handing them out. The most memorable Scott gift I have gotten was a personalized space shuttle mug where he had scribbled over the original name (Sally) and had written in my name (Matt) with a permanent maker (including the marker for when the name started to rub off).

Larry and I have tried to top him though. I think the year I gave Larry five gallons of helium was good. Larry gave me a case of vintage Star Wars figures (this was before the recent resurgence in the Force). And I thought giving everyone I know a drinking bird (circa 1970) was an excellent idea.

But there are two clear winners.

First giving myself credit. Is the following (a gift to Larry from myself):

Barbies last day at the beach came to me one evening while watching TV. A commercial came on featuring the latest Barbie, followed by one for the new World of Wonders Clear Goo Aquariums. This has special meaning because both Larry's girl friend, and his mother collect Barbies.

The next was by Larry for Scott:

I have no idea where Larry got the idea of mounting Barney's head on a plaque. I was just happy to be there when he beheaded the monster. A special experience (<Click here> to learn what happened to the rest of Barney).

I shudder thinking what our warped minds will come up with next.

Dudeface.com received its first threatening letter from a large corporation. It feels like a right of passage. I'm so proud.

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