I was never that kid who had a Wish List. I am, and have always been, pretty low maintenance when it comes to Christmas gifts.
You better believe I enjoyed the BB guns Santa brought me when I was a young 'un. The miniature pinball games my maternal grandma gave me most years on Christmas Eve I coulda done without.
One gift from my youth, however, really thrilled me. In fact, it's the only gift I can recall being really excited about using. And I used it a lot.
Tape recorders in the 1970s were cool.
Sure, these days you have your iPods, your Blackberry's, your iPhones, your personal computers, etc.
Fuck that bunch of nuevo tech bullshit.
None of 'em could touch the excitement of a 10-year-old and his brand new, mic'ed up tape recorder. Somewhere in a closet, my parents still have 20 minutes of me imitating Wolfman Jack.
Gifting is better when done simple.