Christmas in Ju...uh August!

This is a long overdue post and for that I deeply apologize. My thanks to 'Ange' and the rest of the regular 7SD bloggers for being patient with me as I finally tell my tale.

Back in December of 2007 I became Andy's Secret Santa. An honor I'm sure many would kill for was bestowed upon me. Oh, the pressure. What to get the man who doesn't want any interaction with us 'lonely hippies'.

I finally decided upon a out of print book called Songs In The Rough which has copies of first drafts of some of the most popular songs written. It even includes James Taylor. Maybe not a winner, but it showed I thought about it.

In Early January of 2008, I received a phone call from Andy. He's very nice and polite and speaks clearly over the phone. This is the infamous call where he gave me several of his jokes to use on stage. He also asked for my mailing address to send me my Secret Santa gift. I gave him my P.O. Box because I don't give out my home address to writers. I just don't.

Several days later...a package arrived....
The return address (obscured for this picture) informed me it was from Andy and I raced home to open it.

Before I tore into it I noticed something odd. Namely, who the package was addressed to. It read: Greg Baciocco. I'm Grant Baciocco. My father is Greg Baciocco. Was Andy now sending mail to my father?




I figured, no, it's probably meant for me. So I opened it and found the following note lovingly written to me on the inside of the package.


In case it's not clear the note inside reads:

Grant- It was great finally talking to you. Here, belatedly, is a holiday gift. I bought it for you. I'm not just regifting something I found in the basement. I went out and shopped and bought it. You have to believe me. It's not the first thing I found just sitting, forgotten, on some shelf, downstairs. I swear to God, I went out and shopped. Anyway I hope you have some batteries and play chess. Merry Christmas, Andy

And inside....




















A vintage Excaliber Electronics Touch Chess game. I say vintage only in that it's no longer available. The amount of throught put into this gift, given Andy's busy schedule is nothing short of amazing! This must have been sitting on the store shelf for awhile as it's dusty. It's new, never been used. But it is the perfect gift. I do not know how to play chess and do not have friends. Now I can learn! I know, I know jealousy abounds. Thank you Andy Breckman! Merry Christmas!

4 comments:

Austin said...

That post has something for everybody, Greg.

Raj said...

Seriously, this post shows a part of Andy we don't often see. Also the name confusion confirms that whatever is off with Andy is somewhat chemical and misrouted wiring that sheer zinger-dorphins.

Again, nice one, Grant. Thes pictures help.

jose miguel villouta said...

greetings from chile!

(pardon my english, first language is spanish)

I'm a workoholic and an insomniac, an this show is the one of the few things that gets me to sleep. It's not an insult. On the contrary. The show calms me so much. Takes away all the bad thoughts. I'ts such a good mental place to slide when being nervous. It's so comfortable and funny. I always end up sleeping with a smile. I miss the show a lot when the podcast is not available. Thanks for everything!!!

JoeChrisMorris said...

Welcome Jose! you love the show!