Divining gift ideas gets less fun and more difficult as we get older.  One reason for this phenomenon is that people get grandfathered into our gift-giving list for years after we stop seeing them on a regular basis.  Of the people for whom I’ll be buying gifts this year, over 50% of that elite group are in the same room as I am approximately once a year.

So, you can imagine my elation when I was browsing the featured books at Barnes & Noble this week, when the solution to this problem appeared before me.  There, front and center among the books in the biography section, was this Christmas gift panacea:

I purchased every copy they had.

So, friends and relatives, please be advised that you will be receiving the definitely-not-ghostwritten autobiography of 25-year-old waitress-turned-“singer” Ke$ha, entitled My Crazy Beautiful Life.  This 192-page tome is packed with dozens of exclusive photos from the road, as well as a detailed account of Ke$ha’s rags-to-riches tale.

But don’t take my word for it.  Here’s Ke$ha—in her own words:

In less than three years, I’ve gone from being the worst waitress in LA to living out my childhood dreams of singing my songs to people all over the world. Sometimes, it feels as if the last few years have encompassed a few decades. . . . You might have heard my voice on the radio, seen me onstage and on the red carpet, or in a music video, but that’s only a part of the story. In these pages, I’m revealing a more complete picture of what my life is really like. It’s not all glamorous and it’s not all pretty, but it’s all real. . . . I want you to come on a whirlwind journey with an all-access pass to My Crazy Beautiful Life.”

What more can you say?  If you’re not sold after reading that, I would humbly direct you to Ke$ha’s Wikipedia page, which astutely points out that “Ke$ha’s debut single combines yodeling and video game music, with its lyricism centering around alcohol consumption and parties.”

You’re welcome.

Merry Christmas!