An Interesting Correlation

At least I think it’s interesting…

My two older brothers and I have reached that point in life where we’ve become freaking impossible to Christmas shop for.  (If either of you is reading this, STOP!  I’m about to talk about your Xmas presents.)

We’re all in our forties and have bought, sold, furnished, moved in and out of and split in various and sundry divorces several homes.  So none of us knows anymore who has what and what who needs.  That’s how the hell I ended up with three el cheapo espresso makers in my basement and why I have eight corkscrews but no fireplace tools.

I have made the decision that this year, and possibly for all the years going forward, I’m going to buy them consumables.  This should cut down on clutter in everyone’s homes and mean for less crap to schlep around from house to house as we all continue our hermit crab-like shuffle from shell to shell until we die on the beach somewhere and start to stink up somebody’s clambake.

So this year, I’m feeding my brothers’ addictions.  Call me the Great Enabler, but my oldest brohead is getting a dozen Pro V1 golf balls, and my middle brohammer is getting 4 boxes of 3 1/2″ 12 gauge #4 shot Hevi-Load shotgun shells.  Ironically enough, 12 really good golf balls and 20 special load shotgun shells both cost almost 50 bucks.

Holy crap those are expensive hobbies!  And I guess it pays to be accurate.