The Ricker's gift ideas.

The Ricker cares, at least sometimes. And he likes to share products he likes with those he loves. That's why my sister has a Magic Bullet. I would have a closet full of old coats, including one we call "The Shearling," but I declined.

That's why, yesterday, I was able to maintain a straight face when I declined the Ricker's latest gift offering. The Ricker knows I walk everywhere in Manhattan, which is why he offered to bring me his extra pedometer when he comes next month. Oh, won't I be the envy of all the business school students and interns when I show up with this on my hip.