I'm turning 30 in four days. I'm not exactly certain how I feel about that, if I feel anything at all, but I know how I'll feel about you if you present gifts to me. Cause you wanna. You know you do. Especially with a pun like that.

I'm actually amazed I have a list. Usually, whenever gift-giving time rolls around, I can never think of anything I really, really want -- beyond one giant, expensive, improbable item (like the 360). My wife and our mutual friends have been asking me for three weeks what I want for my birthday and I've been shrugging and promising to give them ideas. So there's blood, sweat, and late nights in that list, er, among stuff I just added to it cause I want it.

Really, though, can you fill the emptiness of existence?
Cause I looked for that on Amazon, and they didn't have it in stock.