I keep a list of stuff I want to buy ... eventually. I keep adding items to it, and it never seems to get any shorter. Why? Because of a competing list: Stuff I have to buy. You know what I'm talking about: Home repairs, summer camp, baby's new shoes. All that stuff responsible grown-ups have to take care of. Derr! STUPID RESPONSIBLE ADULTHOOD RUINING ALL MY FUN. Sometimes those necessities are so boring. I don't mean to complain, but -- oh what the hell. I'm going to complain.