On the top of my box came a letter. A letter with a card inside that would scar the soul of a Victorian lady with its image of the raw pumpkiny buttocks of a rancher . Inside was a cavalcade of splendor and magic. A Darth Vader frosted sticker, with the man himself's face staring contemplatively off into the distance. A Superman magnet with the Man of Steel himself in a soaring position. A Superman shield button that would bring a tear to the eye of any Metropolis native. A collection of three Superman comics, "Alive", "Cerberus Blows His Stack" and "Under Fire" that I opened once, read and put right back (they're safer in the wrapping). Finally, probably the most adorable Frakenstein's Monster that I've ever seen, with teary eyes, rosy cheeks and a giant heart on his chest. Thank you very much for all the gifts, my Secret Santa, and have a very happy Halloween!