You have a very individual approach to winter solstice.

I come from a family that has decorated a dead yucca stalk, norfolk island pines and on one occasion, three small trees clumped together to look kinda like one. We didn't have the easter bunny, we had the easter jackrabbit.

I come by it honestly.

(actually, if it isn't the One True Tree, which has sort of been retired in favor of more family, I am inclined to go for way out whacky if I'm going to bother at all.)

Or, you know, whatever else is handy.

That wouldn't be very festive. You'd have to be sure to feed the monkey red and green glitter first.

Holiday gift for Steph.

I come from a family that has decorated a dead yucca stalk, norfolk island pines and on one occasion, three small trees clumped together to look kinda like one. We didn't have the easter bunny, we had the easter jackrabbit.

As tidbits about various buffistas come back to me, I remember how much sarameg's tales about her family remind me of the Murry family in A Wrinkle in Time.

Spidra, right here. I think they only turn the gaslights on for two or three hours a night -- but, still. Real gaslights! Such a very different quality from electric lights, so very much worth a visit. Plus, the bar itself is just extra-cool anyway, even by daylight with regular old lightbulbs.

Holiday gift for Steph.

I'm assuming that you mean one of the others. Me. I keep my maglite next to my bed, presumably to use in case of power failure. However, it can clock the shit out of anyone who attacks me in my bed. Assuming I can get my right arm free, of course.

Eliza Dushku makes Overheard in New York

Whedonesquers are not amused.

I have a tiara on top of my tree.

I'm assuming that you mean one of the others

Grabbalicious, aren't you?

I have a shinai and a sword by my bed, and two knives. Because I like them. If I were actually going for self defense there'd probably be a gun involved. Which is a pretty new stance for me.

Wow. I've been to Vesuvio's a couple times and never knew they had gaslight.