I have Atari-arm. I didn't know what it was at first. In fact, I told Tom how I was concerned that my forearm kept hurting--perhaps I had pulled a muscle at the gym? Although I hadn't done an arm work-out in the last few days.... Perhaps it was from drawing? Although that didn't seem right.... In the middle of my pondering outloud, Tom said he thought it had something to do with this... and then he leaned forward, eyes intently focused, right arm at the ready--fingers clasped around and working an imaginary Atari joystick, left thumb shooting like mad, while making bsrm, bsrm, pbpboooowm Centipede noises. Sure enough, Atari-arm. A few days off and a great Christmas present later, I'd been diagnosed with too many flashback video games.

Without getting too theological about gift-giving and Christmas or pondering the deep meaning of Pitfall!, it's been great fun to brain-drain on a good round of Astroids or RiverRaid (watch out for the sides). Johnny got his pair of skates. Susie got her sled. Nellie got her picture book too. What did jolly old St. Nicholas bring this year for you?

What was your favorite present?