Honestly, I've fallen in the habit of not getting anything for friends. Many of my friends feel a little put upon when you give them something. I don't -- and I'm only too happy to give gifts -- but that tendency has turned into a pretty good assumption for my social group, oddly. It occasionally dovetails with less-than-stellar financial realities, which is nice too 8)
Anyway. On that list of things for my birthday -- a rubber chicken with a pulley in the middle.
Seriously.
