Yesterday I did my Christmas shopping for my nieces and nephew at Toy's R Us. This year they are open until midnight. There is something about toy stores that give me the willies. I think just the thought of a million bacteria laden kids touching every toy in the store freaks me out. I can just picture kids sneezing on all of the toys and wiping their hands on everything. "Look mommy a toy". There are some very weird smells there and I don't want to know where they are coming from. Kind of like how I think I could pick up something in the hospital with all of those sick people around. I also get that same feeling at the counter of a pharmacy. Now the homeless people freak me out a little. One of the people there was bit by one on the hand and their hand ended up getting infected. Also, feet really disgust me, the farthest away from the center of the body the less likely they are to be clean. I suppose I have a little of the Howard Hughes disorder in me, except I don't avoid places or clean anything. I just get the willies. Near Christmastime though I guess it's appropriate, everyone is sick anyways. I do remember a fateful Christmas 10 years ago when I was completely sick on Christmas. No one believes you. I got things like "He just wants to get out of Christmas." and "He must've drunk too much eggnog the night before". As you can tell, everyone in my family is weird.  Ah, memories...

Thought of the Day

"What are you looking at? You never seen a kid in a bubble before?"

- Donald the bubble boy, in "The Bubble Boy"