Got good stuff... gave good stuff. I got my sister this fake album cover from Parks and Rec:
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And she mentioned that she knows Ben Schwartz and HAD to text him a picture of that (though I have no idea if she actually did).
I got... well, I had to buy a new computer, so basically that. Some art books, a Mad retrospective about Star Wars full of Mort Drucker art, so you know I'll get something out of that. And various odds and ends.
Oh, and in dirty Santa I got a sweet-ass bottle of Bailey's Irish Whiskey. I don't drink, but that's still an awesome gift. It lasted for about two minutes before a forced swap, I wound up with toilet golf or something. (It's not Christmas until someone shouts "choke on it, you a**hole!")
And I got some great video, not just aforementioned moment, but dinosaur suit fighting and indoor snowball fights. Unfortunately I messed up and didn't record Owen putting on the dinosaur suit for the first time, because it was literally that moment from A Christmas Story but for real. That slow, horrible realization of "oh my god, I look like an idiot." Priceless.