All this week off from work. Nice. Hope to get my cunning car plans underway, as well as decorate the dining room. (Held off on the latter all this month, first due to snow, then due to not wanting to cope with holiday shoppers.)
A thought while driving around: "consumer whore" isn't really an effective metaphor, the way that most people seem to use it; rather, they should say "consumer junkie", or something. But I guess "whore" has more immediate epithetic value than "junkie".
I may or may not have been thinking this because I bought Parappa the Rappa 2 at Game Traders in Augusta, not so much because I like these kinds of games (though I do), but because it was an example of Rodney Greenblat animation I did not yet own. And, hey, twelve bucks, c'mon.
Also found at Game Traders: an original Game Boy Tetris cartridge, ten dollars. This made me so happy; it was like buying back my own copy of the cartridge, which I sold 12 or 13 years ago, probably for the same price. Played it a bunch last night, on my GBA SP. (Which proved to be a great friend during late, no-broadband nights at my parents' house, let me tell you.)
(Rumor has it that a box in the attic contains my old GB and a pile of my old games. Maybe someday I'll dig around up there. I mean: Qix would likely be there, and Revenge of the Gator. Man.)
Update, since someone asked: the parking situation got better a couple of days after I whined about it. It took a couple days of warmer weather (by winter standards) to melt those snowpile space-hogs away, and I've been able to park next to my house since then.