Dinner earlier tonight:
[Hamburger patties and pyrogies growing cold.]
Declan: RAWWWWRRRR!
Tavish: RAAAWWWWRRR!!
Simon: Dex! Tav! Quiet, please, and eat your suppers.
[beat]
Declan [deadpan]: I can shoot stuff from my eyes!
Simon: [Keels over dead, laughing.]
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I promise to update the banner and post more, soon.
Computer was in the hospital getting wiped for the past several days after it went all "HAL 9000" on us last week. It locked me out of the office, even after I started banging on the door. It kept asking me where Dave was, and the best I could come up with was, "Dave's not here, man!"
I finally shut the breakers off to the basement, kicked in the office door and yanked the PC tower out from the morass of USB cables that had been slowly engulfing the squeaky chair in front of the desk. So now it's a more mundane machine, and currently twitches to my every whim. I've spent the last hour and a half re-installing Firefox (take THAT, Internet Exploder!), my printer driver, as well as various versions of anti-virus, anti-spam, anti-adware and Auntie Beru, just for good measure.
The worst part is that Amy has been largely without her Facebook and related Scrabulous games, so I just KNOW what she's going to be doing for the next few days while I'm at work.
