Fat and happy

I am full of delicious dinner (chicken and dumplings, and a slice of pizza for desert) and whiskey. Shannon is out at a show. The means I will defile the couch with my nakedity and watch the history channel until I fall asleep whilst the lineage of latex paint is whispered lovingly into my ears (Modern Marvels rocks my world). Tonight, I will dream of polymer strings and red ocher. This, ladies and gentlemen, is very close to what heaven must fell like.

Oh, and it pleases me that Firefox picked up my misspelling of "must". Originally, I typed "myst" (close, right?). Firefox's suggestion? "Myst".

Damn right. That was THE game back in the day.