I’m not a huge fan of shopping in general, being a cheap bast^h^h^h^h^H tightwad. But even I am not above spreading holiday cheer, in fact I enjoy just about every aspect of the holidays. From [the decorations](http://heisel.org/blog/2008/12/01/christmas-decorations/) to [the music](http://www.pandora.com/stations/1362fd31a63c7731c7b9da80cc63c1f6c874869f84047ca8) to [the food](http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/gingerbread-cookies-recipe/index.html) and of course the family.
I just do not like the shopping. At. All.
Like a good geek family, Erica and I do almost all of our shopping online — since we have to fly home to see family it makes Amazon Prime even more of [teh awesome](http://catcubed.com/2007/10/04/caps-lock-is-full-of-awesome1-2/).
But every year we make a sojourn to see [the Pink Pig](http://projects.ajc.com/gallery/view/holidayguide/events/pinkpig1101/), [the red cups](http://starbucks.com), and [the food](http://www.maggianos.com/locations/detail.asp?unit_id=001.025.0075), and a little bit of shopping.
For finding and purchasing a product, the Internets win hands down. But this trip is always more of social occasion.
Plus, I never would’ve found a notebook in which you should write all your Internet passwords. Because I, under no circumstances, would ever have searched for a product like that.
But if you own one, please [drop me a line](/contact/) as I’d like to sell you a [bridge](http://www.flickr.com/photos/julio_salinas/3107845184/).