My Santa killed it this year.

First, let's talk two of my favorite things: BBQ and Beef Jerky. In no particular order, of course. Santa definitely delivered there.

Unbeknownst to me, Buc-ee's is a huge thing in Texas. A huge thing which I've never heard of. I am a dry rub kind of guy, and I like my steak seasonings (although many will argue salt and pepper is just fine, I like to kick things up a notch). Santa sent me some Buc-ee's steak and chop seasoning. I haven't had a chance to use it yet, since it just arrived a few hours ago, but it smells great and the little I sampled is good, too. Now for the beef jerky. Santa included some Buc-ee's Bohomeian Recipe Garlic Beef Jerky. I have many friends and coworkers in Texas, and let me tell you -- they were jealous. They assured me this stuff is the best thing since sliced bread. This jerky did not disappoint. Not even 3 hours later and the entire 10 oz package is gone. While I'm normally a fan of the type of jerky you have to suck on, I'm definitely making an exception here and already told a few people they may have to send me some.

Now on to the books. I love my sci fi and usually read a couple books a week. Santa here sent me the first novel of two really good series that seem right up my alley. Unfortunately, UPS seems to have crushed Hyperion. I think they just knew and were jealous and didn't want me to get too many good things. I'll be digging in to these as soon as I'm done binge watching The Witcher.

Speaking of which, Santa and I love The Witcher. The books and the games. So Santa send me a Witcher medallion. I'm going to hang this right above my computer I think.

And last but not least -- the tactical flash light. I've had this on my Amazon wish list for about a year and just kept looking at it, thinking it would look nice on my pistol one day. Well, that day has come. And it sure does look nice.

Santa also included a short letter (not pictured) explaining the gifts and the rationale behind them. I'm pretty sure Santa and I are related. My long lost twin or something. Or soul mate? Damn Santa, now my wife is jealous.