November 29th, 2005


That Time of Year

I'm pretty happy. I just bought all of my family's gifts in one fell swoop. It was pretty simple. I bought a water buffalo.

It's the time of year when I once again remind everyone I love that if they're lucky enough to have people on their gift list who don't need another sweater or plastic gewgaw or box of cookies, that they can still get a meaningful gift that will be appreciated much more than a picture frame or pair of socks. By donating to the charity of your choice, you're giving twice - once to your Aunt Tilly or nephew Brandon, and once to the actual recipient of your donation, who likely needs much more than Aunt Tilly does.

And yes, there are people (notably children) who expect another plastic toy or the latest clothes under the tree. But what better way to send a message to the children in your life and saying "Today, instead of thinking of ourselves, we'll think of someone else" than by allowing them to share their Christmas bounty with someone in dire need? What better way to instill humility, empathy and philanthropy in the next generation? reports on charities, especially those who have had reports against them. is a comprehensive list of charities, although the site will try to sell you a subscription to their premium services, their basic services that allow you to search for charities online is free. has links from its home page to many popular charities.

Think about it while you're trying to simplify your holiday shopping.

What Don't You Remember?

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If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
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Mind You, I Wasn't Participating

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So, I wrote my words. I wasn't participating. I just happened to be working on a novel at the same time as some other people. That's all.

I honestly didn't think I'd make it this year, because I didn't write for 15 out of 30 days, and on three of the remaining 15, I wrote fewer than 2,000 words. But when I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll. And the good thing is that this year, the Pirate has taken advantage of my being distracted with writing to distract himself with some code writing, which makes him just as happy and proud as my writing makes me.

So, here we are with a messy house, filthy, underfed children, and chickens running wild, just being happy and proud together.