My least favorite part of the holiday season...

... is trying to think of enough stuff with which to compile (er, update) the wish list my family requests every year. I can never think of enough stuff I want other people to buy me, except for piles o' books, which I can almost guarantee I will not be receiving.

Sigh.

So, without further ado, my dearest relations, here ya go.

(You know I love you all, right?)