Got Funny

There’s a problem around my house, and it has infested every nook and every cranny. The problem started with my apathetic, teenage son. It then traveled over to my daughter with the speed of a well-constructed espionage network. Now I see the beginning signs blooming up in my wife. The problem is that everyone has simply lost their Christmas spirit! I have an insidious plan, though. A plan involving a cork board, a camera, and a few Christmas t-shirts.

Collecting things has always kind of been…my thing. When I was a little kid, I absolutely had to have every new GI Joe that came out. I had so many GI Joes that we had to build shelves in my room for them. When I was a teenager, I started in on collecting comic books. Comics were an obsession that lasts even to this very day, but when I got into college I began with a whole new collection…of Christmas t-shirts. I wanted to be different, and wearing nothing but Christmas t-shirts sure struck me as being different.