Still Got My Two Front Teeth...

...so, somewhere between ridiculously intangible hopes like peace on earth and such, and ridiculously accessible but unnecessary tangibles like this which will find their way down my chimney somehow by next summer, I'm sure, so I can spend a week in the woods (something very good for me to do once a year) AND polish a novel for submission while I'm up there, what I'll ask for Xmas is something both reasonable, absurd, and not totally impossible but highly unlikely: to be able to do young dude things like this again.