One of our registers has a little sign on it that says, "In Memoriam-- the Johnny Cash Register."

You remember the pirate joke? People keep mentioning how funny it is, but I can't take credit for it. Our friend Alexander told it to us. I *almost* peed my pants laughing. I salute you, Alexander!

I finally have Neverwinter Nights on my very own computer. (thank you, Boy!) I've tangled with it a little bit, but not enough to really have a feel for it so far. I'm still in the throes of the overwhelmingly nerdy pursuit of trying to find time to finish FFVII. That convoluded enough for you? My initial impression of Neverwinter Nights is more an impression about my computer than the game. It's......too............sloow. I manage to kill things, but with such skipping inconsistancy to the action that I'm never quite sure how it worked. Or why. I'm secretly thinking that perhaps the ubersimplicity of various Spiderweb Software games like Geneforge and Nethergate have completely spoiled me to new, pretty games like this. "What the f*ck is that camera doing swinging around like that?? Which guy is mine?? Why can't I just use the arrow buttons to move? I killed the enemy--how'd I do that??" I sound like somebody's grandmother. You know-- Somebody's grandmother who plays video games. And gets confused easily. Geez... I'm sure with more time invested, it will be a very cool game.

We have exciting huge stacks of moving boxes around the house full of our stuff. According to Nihao, I built them just for her to leap around on and try to eat packing tape. Silly kitty. Those boxes represent a long excruciating car ride in a pet carrier to a terrifying new strange place, not a fun playground.