Hugh Reynolds: The Yule list

’Tis days before Christmas, so here goes the list. Remember, readers, it can’t be all-inclusive. For those bent — or relieved — about being left out, there’s always next year.

And now, for the naughty and nice:

For Elliott Auerbach: Two and a half men.

For Bill Darwak: Senior rates for the Kingston Times.

For Julian Schreibman: The lead in next year’s Nutcracker.

For Chris Gibson: Moderate means.

For Stephanie Valle: Compliant newsies.

For Maurice Hinchey: Six figures with an environmental lobby.

For Charlie Landi: Host communities.

For Charlie Shaw: The last laugh.

For Terry Bernardo: Manuela’s Manual for Good Government.

For March Gallagher: Office space.

For Don Williams: Mercy.

For Dan Barton: Earplugs.

For Ira Fusfeld: Happy trails.

For John Hoyt: Livin’ the dream in uptown Kingston

For Barbara Rimai: A visit from SuperDan

For Larry Watson: The cover of Golf Magazine.

For Joyce Hoffman: Silver sneakers

For Helen, Andy and the Dietz Stadium Diner staff: Discount chili.

For Ron Woods: Another city park

For Susan Zimet: Toni’s tome on town finance.

For Jesse Smith: Big tippers.

For Deb Brown: No more stop signs!

For Janet Regan: Nothing bad.

For J.J. Hanson: Artful dancing.

For Sue Rodgers: Ripe bananas.

For Frank Cardinale: One more legislator.

For Roger Rascoe: Gas money to Kingston.

For Betty Jackson: Love letters from the IRS.

For Bruce Ackerman: Mt.Rushmore subjects.

For Sophia Reuner: Another 10,000 miles on the old Buick.

For Art Snyder: Fewer disasters.

For Earl Pardini: Fifteen miles of restored track.

For Kathy Mihm: Front-row season tickets at UPAC.

For Nicki Woerner: A rematch with Quigley.

For Jim Quigley: A rematch with…?

For Jeremy Blaber: A gig on the NASCAR circuit.

For Mike Kavanagh: Cruisin’ in his Solara ragtop.

For Poppa John Parete: Unholy alliances.

For Joe Lalima: Shaggy heads.

For Hector Rodriguez: Humility.

For Dr. Bill VanKleeck: Visits from old friends.

For Jim Maloney: Clever conspiracies.

For Steve Aaron: A square deal.

For Amos MacCreery: Tall tales around the coal stove.

For Bea Havranek: Reruns of “Boss.”

For Kristy Bishop: Lots more Kristy Kids.

For Phyllis McCabe: Things that glitter.

For Bob Aiello: Relevant brevity.

For Carl Belfiglio: An audition for The Newlywed Game.

For Mike Stock: Ditto.

For Fawn Tantillo: A high-speed camera.

For Kevin Roberts: A clean bill of health.

For Doug Thompson: A Dare Thompson clone.

For Rich Gerentine: A fiscal watchdog.

For Rob Parete: The diaper lottery.

For Pat Doxsey: Root canal from “Dr. Drillright,” poli-dentist Mario Catalano.

For Vito Lopez (sometimes called Pete): A summer-camp membership in southern Ulster.

For Craig Lopez: A balance between philosophy and principle.

For Wayne Harris: A seat on the Naples, Fla. town board.

For Judi Auerbach: Baby Charlotte’s first word.

For the White Eagle gang: Sold-out Polish dinners once a week.

For Ed Diana: Top of the donor list.

For St. Joseph’s School (Kingston): A reprieve from His Eminence.

For Rich Parete: Salacious e-mails.

For Jeanette Provenzano: The presidential suite at the new, improved Golden Hill Infirmary.

For Cecilia Tkaczyk: Resumption of her maiden name (Gable).

For George Amedore: A housing boom.

For Bill Larkin: Beautiful sunsets.

For Kevin Cahill: Hot-air balloon rides. (No propane necessary.)

For Erica Guerin and Langdon Chapman: Guest spots on Shark Tank.

For Terry Bernardo: A safety net. (She’s a budding trapeze artist.)

For health commissioner Dr. Carol Smith: A few public appearances.

For T.J. Briggs: Patience, man, patience.

For Anne Gordon: Sojourner Truth in bronze.

For Debbie Alexsa: Early deadlines.

For Charlie Manfro: A state Legion baseball championship.

For J.H. Dittus: An Obama/Biden bumper sticker.

For Frank Faluotico: Out from under.

For Frank Felicello: Take the canoli.

For Don Ryan: His own SWAT team.

For Holley Carnright: Bloods and Crypts.

For Vladimir Bachinsky: 30 more standing ovations.

For Shayne Gallo: Jacob Marley’s ghost, a.k.a. Jim Sottile, buried once and for all.

For Tom Hoffay: Red goats.

For John Coutant: Tours of town hall.

For Carrie Ross: Dual citizenship with Aruba.

For Dion Ogust: Beautiful images.

For Len Cane: A Chamber guest shot.

For Paul Van Blarcum: A preview of the executive’s 2014 budget: “Dancing with Wolves.”

For New Paltz town/village boards: Conjugal visits.

For Will Dendis: The dark side of 30.

For Jim Noble: A new cast of cats.

For Andi Turco-Levin: No. 1 again in ’13.

For George Pattison: More Woodstock characters.

For Sue Pilla: Buns of steel.

For Len Bernardo: Grass roots meddling.

For Gary Bellows: Scenic highways.

For Jeremy Wilber: Act VI.

For Don Gregorius: A little bit of this. A little bit of that.

For Paul O’Neill: More hidden treasures.

For Rob Reynolds: Midnight oil.

For David Reynolds: A chorus of good cheer.

For UCCC President Don Katt: New dorms. (They’re selling his official residence.)

For Bob Sudlow: Reruns of the old TV show, “Ramrod.”

For Brian Hollander: Executive interviews.

For Tim Distel: Better luck in round two.

For Andy Gilday: Ground-level tree stands.

For Kelly Myers: Basic Budgeting 101.

For Joe Morgan: Windows ’89.

For Julie O’Connor: A cultural revolution.

For Genia Wickwire: A new look now and then.

And to all our readers who lost loved ones or friends this year, warm memories of holidays past.