You know how in "Gift of the Magi," the wife sells her hair to buy her husband a new watch band, and the husband sells his watch to buy his wife a new set of hair combs? (Or, something?) Dan and I kind of had that sort of situation, only in reverse, I guess.

Unbeknownst to me, he sold the bulk of his CD collection to help save money to move out to Los Angeles. I was at a CD store in Chicago and saw 4 Nights At The Palais Royale and bought it for him to listen to on the trip out west, thinking he didn't have the album already. When I surprised him with it, he laughed for about five minutes. Apparently as soon as he sold his copy, he regretted it -- and not two days later I presented him with a new one.

Maybe that's not like "Gift of the Magi." Just ignore me.