I'm a bug! More about that later. Oddly, I'm pretty excited about this.

I've got gMail! Sadly, what with as little as I actually use real email, I'm not sure how effective a beta-tester I'm going to be.

Occular sunburns suck. Friday. Raab Park. Cranky and I went to pursue one of our more dangerous and outrageous hobbies: Styrofoam Airplane Launching. Yes, it was a partly cloudy (which, by contrast means it was also partly sunny) day with a nice medium level breeze atop the hill at Raab park. We set up a new 3' plane with a hook, packing and yellow duct tape, and started launching via 18' painter pole and 30' of bungee cord. Well, after about 90 minutes of that (including about 25 minutes of retrieval with Cranky about 12' up in a maple, and me down in the blackberry brambles below) we headed back to work. All day today, however, my eyes have been dry, yet teary, and I've been finding it difficult to look at any one thing for any length of time over a couple seconds. Yeah, makes watching TV real fun. At least with the computer I can look at papers, or the screen, or the keyboard, or the cat chewing on the phonecord...

Friday we went to see A Perfect Circle at the Tacoma Dome. Why is it that at larger venues, like the Key Arena and Tacoma Dome, that 99% of the time you're going to be sitting by some absolute retard who is either singing along in a horrible manner, flailing about, or generally disrupting the experience for those around.

I don't understand it. I'm sure they would be upset knowing that they spent hard earned money (and a lot of it, too) to see a band that they're excited about - yet are having their experience ruined by some fuckwit... So why do they do it?

Anyway. Today's Easter. I got the Underbunny a huge stuffed bunny about 2 weeks ago, and surprisingly, she didn't find it. This morning she had a call, so I put the bunny on the couch for her to find when she came home. She was pretty happy about it, I think.