Dear God in Heaven let someone buy me a Garmin Colorado 400t for my birthday (it’s in two months, plenty of time to save up!)
My telescope has a janky focus knob, it’s hard to reach when the scope is pointed up. The ScopeTronix Flexi-focus solves this problem. I could really use one.
I added a link to my wishlist for friends and family that feel compelled to continuously ask me what I want for Christmas. Probably compelled because I never have an answer when they ask…
PS My wishlist is in the right sidebar of this blog, near the search bar.
I hear Spirit of the West from time to time, and I would love to get this CD…
I want one of these kits real bad.
I’ve just run across Gaelheart browsing around the ‘net. Their page at CD Baby lets you listen to the first bits of each song and I really like their sound! Someone needs to buy this CD for me. All proceeds are being donated to “Leprosy Mission Canada”, either it’s a good cause or a joke in bad taste—you decide.
Specifically, make sure you don’t miss Big Bahookie:
BIG BAHOOKIE
(written by John Blue)
When I was a lad, we never dressed in plaid
And I never thought to wonder why we never had
When then I saw a kiltie, I confessed to being guilty
Of thinking him a teuchter from a farm.When I ventured overseas it was all revealed to me
The culture of the kilt and how liberating it could be
So I wear my plaid with pride, I have not a thing to hide
If you asked I’ll gladly show you what a Scotsman wears insideChorus: Sit your big bahookie doon
Since you came into this toon
You’ve done nothing but display it to the people all aroon
You must be bloody mental
To be going regimental
Go on and sit your big bahookie doonWhile in my native garb sometimes I do receive a barb
But mostly the remarks are of a curious regard
And the ladies are delighted sometimes shocked but never slighted
To accept the glimpse of Scotland that this native son providesNow I feel I must explain the somewhat Calvinist refrain
It’s a phrase I have encountered from fellow Scots time and again
The kind who never show their wares, the ones with fire and brimstone stares
It’s my guess that if you looked you’d find a pickle stuck up there.Chorus
So I beg all Scots agree, all those who are or want to be
Do not dismiss this peccadillo which is not uniquely me
If a kiltie you should pass give a hoot if he should flash
‘Cause if it’s Scottish you will never see a finer piece of assChorus
Plus, you can’t beat the CD cover…
I need a new lens for my camera.
…urge to buy…Lego ice cube tray…
The Government Manual for New Pirates. How can you lose with a title like that?
The Zombie Survival Guide: Complete Protection from the Living Dead. Ditto. (I have this book now)
I love Invader Zim. The show was great. If you are feeling generous, buy me this.
From 53 toy cars (yes, they blend!) to an iPod to popcorn, drink and a movie, Will It Blend is simply amazing.
Someone get me one of these $400 blenders and I’ll make my own videos 
I want one of these: a yankee screwdriver—made in England.
Well after much analysis (I love Ethereal, and by the way, somebody buy me one of these or these!), I’m pretty sure I’ve identified the problem, despite the fact that my DMZ is a switch, and not a hub. I’ve been scouring the office for a hub, but I don’t have any lying about, I got rid of them because you can sniff packets easily on a hub—ironic, isn’t it?
None of the traffic snapshots I took last night pointed to the culprit. By eliminating all the NICs that would indicate the source of the problem, I was only left with a couple more possibilities. And the best of those is the Google Mini. In fact, the more I think about it, the more likely I believe it to be the issue. I’ll have things verified by tomorrow morning, for sure.
Who wouldn’t want a Self Destruct Button-themed USB hub??
I remember a couple years ago I read an article about someone developing one of these, and now it’s finally out: a laser-projected bluetooth keyboard. I want one real bad. I mean, I would kill someone, in front of their own grandmother, for one of these.