Christie Newman, office manager
Eggs
Peanut butter eggs
A bunny
A big FAT gray one with big floppy ears.
Kisses
They weren't at the end of the rainbow for St. Patrick's Day, so I want some in my Easter basket.
Pink beer
There is always an occasion to drink "fun" beer!
Money
Why not?
Dionne Waugh, news writer
Nicoderm CQ Stop Smoking Patches
Not for me of course since I quit smoking years ago. I just want to help out my wonderful co-workers at Richmond.com who I know want to be healthier and happier. That, or a desk outside where they can smoke AND work since they're out there all day anyway.
20 more cents? Puh-leeze!
How about a fully paid for and non-expiring E-ZPass in my Easter Basket?
Dark chocolate Kit Kats
My co-worker Karri Peifer and our intern Christen say they're great.
A gift certificate to Millie's Diner
Their food sounds unreal, and with Style Weekly's recent rave review, I am dying to go. Alas, even for a girl on a budget, Millie's is still too expensive.
Green love
That $100,000 lottery ticket that was purchased, but not yet claimed in Gloucester.
Christen Duxbury, editorial intern
Egg-shaped Jello shots
Because they are colorful and fun, and they remind you of your childhood as a child star who started going to bars at age 9.
Buck-eyes
My mom makes these duuuhlicous peanut butter and chocolate treats this time of year. Seeing that my dad is addicted to Reese's, I can say I come by the chocolate and peanut butter need naturally.
New bearings and wheels for my long board
Because it's springtime and I miss that dull ache in the right calf on my kick leg.
Warheads
I miss the pain of these horrible little candies.
Pogs
They were in the same era as warheads so the combination of the two will bring back fond memories. Although things could turn nasty if I start having flashbacks of that one recess when my tooth got chipped by that double-decker-dinsaur-hologram slammer. That's where the Jello shots come in.
Kent Jennings Brockwell, associate editor
Mini bottles
Just like chocolate, if you have too many when you wake up, you'll vomit in church and have a tummy ache for the rest of the day.
Crucifixion repellant
Only because my friend Judas O'Driscol has been acting really strange around me recently.
Tickets to David Allan Coe at The National
You don't have to call me desperate, darlin'. I'm dead broke and I really want to go.
A chocolate stripper
Chocolate bunnies are for kids and grandmothers. On the other hand, a little chocolate pole worker? Daddy likes!
$50
In ones. You know why.
Stephanie Brummell, editorial assistant
A beautiful arrangement of bulbs
So I can start showing off my master gardener skills.
A goose that lays golden eggs
Since no gold was to be found at the end of the rainbow last week, screw the chocolate-covered eggs wrapped in gold, I want the real thing.
Testosterone suppressants
For Kent. See his Top 5.
Peeps
I don't care; call me a fat-kid. I love them.
Daters
I also don't care if you call me a beggar. I'm looking for single men and women of all ages for my "Shot in the Dark" column. Go ahead, sign up here!
David Hylton, editor
Me Lucky Charms
Since Easter is so close to March 17, I'm still feeling St. Patrick's Day in my bloodstream.
Dionne's cigarettes
First the rainbow, then my Easter basket. She'll be so happy that I have two packs waiting for her once she falls off the wagon.
(40 cents x 5)52 + weekend trips downtown = cutting back on something else
If I remember my high school math classes right, the above is the correct formula that I'll be using come September with the toll increase on Powhite for my daily round trip and the occasional trip on the Downtown Expressway. Add that to the fact that gas will be $5 a gallon by then. Guess it's time to stock up on Ramen and drink rain water.
Skittles
I don't need anymore chocolate due to the recent delivery of Girl Scout cookies this week.
New running shoes
That would be the greatest gift of all.
LAST TIME: Things at the end of a rainbow.