Matt, Pinks, and the Christmas Blues.

I love these two. They are what I value most in this world, which is why it sucks that I can't figure out what the hell to get them for Christmas.

Usually, I'm an exquisite gift giver (remember the wedding present? orange cuff links made from a seat in the orignal Shea Stadium?) but for some reason, this year I suck.

I don't know what it is - it's true, I'm not in the holiday spirit. I don't know why; I"m just not.

Pinkerton is still sans stocking.

We didn't get a real tree this year.

I have lame gifts for Matty.

This is just unacceptable and I need to remedy it ASAP.

Fortunately, I did get Pinks one of the feather toys that she loves, so that's a bit of a consolation. And we did put up the fake tree left over from the 6th and Monroe days and it does look nice. And my gifts aren't super lame; he's going to like them but there's just not one that's a real standout.

I didn't want to do presents this year; instead, I wanted to use the money to buy a new computer but Matt wasn't having it; he wanted to stick to tradition.

Wait a minute, What's La Pointe of It All? I'm a traditionalist, too! That's it - I'm going to turn this around. Starting tomorrow, December 21st, I'm getting into the spirit of the season. Christmas, here I come!