Well, since I don't have anything really to comment about, here are some cat pictures that I thought were terribly funny:

Here's the pictures I promised: link.

I also forgot to mention our run to the liquor store. Saturday night, we went to a place called the Shottle Bop. We picked out a few items and went to the till. Ahead of us was a guy from a frat house. He had probably 8 bottles or so on the counter when we got there. I'm not sure how many more he bought but the line up was quite long and he ended up spending $620 on alcohol. I've never seen anyone buy that much at one time before.

It was time for Michigan Tech’s Winter Carnival this weekend. We went and stayed with Teresa’s cousin, Autumn, on Saturday and Sunday. We got there in the middle of the afternoon and I got stuck going shopping with Teresa, her cousin and 2 aunts. That night we missed most of the fireworks for the carnival so we just went back to Autumn’s to have some drinks and play some games. We slept in late on Sunday and went to see the snow sculptures in the afternoon. They weren’t as good as they were last year and it was pretty cold when we went. Whenever I get time, I’ll put the pictures up that I took and post a link.

Teresa won an original Nintendo off of Ebay last week and it arrived today. We've been playing Mario Bros. for the past hour and a half. That really takes me back to being little. It also came with Zelda, Marble Madness and Sesame Street. I had both the Zelda and Sesame Street games as a kid so those bring back memories too. I just need to find Tetris now.

Today seems to be a day full of stupidity. First off, I stopped at a gas station this morning. An older lady, probably in her late 60's, prepaid $15 worth of gas. She went out and pumped $3.27 before it shut off on her. She came back into the station and here is how the conversation went between her and the cashier as I heard it (I came in after she started with the cashier):
Cashier: Here is your change. The pump turned off and since you paid for $15 worth of gas, this is what you get back.
Old Lady: Well, I'm not sure how big the tank is.
C: I'm not sure. You can go back, try it again and come back to pay for it or I can put this money back on the pump again.
OL: Maybe I should go turn the key on and see if it's full?
C: (Obviously getting irritated now) That's fine. You can try the pump again or take the change.
OL: I'm not sure how big the tank is.
C: I'm not sure either but here's your change.
OL: Maybe we should call somebody who knows?

After that last line, I was out of the store since another cashier had helped me while the old lady decided she needed to occupy the other one with her stupidity.

Stupid thing number 2 for the day: New York May Ban iPods While Crossing The Street. If you're stupid enough to get hit by a car while on your phone or listening to music, Darwin has chosen you for a reason. Deal with it.

Stupid thing number 3: Wal-Mart Faces Sex Bias Case. Way to go on that one Wal-Mart. I hope you have to pay out the ass for that.


It's unfortunate but the pot smoking, drug dealing sex offender that lives across the hall came back today. Last Wednesday night/Thursday morning, there was a bit of an incident. It wasn't related but at midnight, a customer (I'm sure) stomped up the stairs and knocked on his door. Whoever this customer was with decided that midnight is a good time to honk the horn to hurry things along. So after that guy leaves, I fall asleep and am awoken just after 3 by the above mentioned drunken neighbour stomping up the stairs. I get up, go to the bathroom and lay back down but can't get to sleep. About 45 minutes later at 4, somebody starts knocking at their door. This guy stops and comes back a few minutes later. This keeps going and I get up to have a look. This guy knocks and then goes to sit at the end of the hall and repeats. This goes on for about 20 minutes. Finally the drunken son gets home. I'm not sure how he managed to get up the stairs since he was so drunk he couldn't stand but he got the door open only to find his dad latched the security chain inside. Now he's yelling through the door to be let in. Once dad opens the door, the guy who was knocking sees his chance and runs inside the apartment (his name is Al Ray as I find out later from the police). Not long after there's some yelling and loud smashing and 15 minutes later, the son leaves, somehow making it back down the stairs again. I was at the computer at this time and didn't notice Al leave but the son returns shortly after 5, again finding the security chain latched inside the door. This time, as he was leaning into the door waiting for it to be unlatched, he fell. I figured this was the end of it all so I went back to bed. Still not being able to sleep, I lay there and at about 5:45 I hear a car pull up outside. I look and it's the police. Apparently the son had hit Al and he bled all over. Al left and the two across the hall called the police. The police left again, picked up Al and came back. They asked the son how much he had to drink and he told them nothing. A few minutes later he fessed up to one beer. I guess as part of the routine, they had to give him a breathalyzer. He tried it twice and couldn't do it but at this time, they went into the apartment and shut the door so I don't know if he was able to get it to work and if he did, what the reading was. Anyway, I didn't get much sleep that night and later that morning, both of them left and were gone up until this afternoon when the dad returned. I sure liked not having all those people coming and going all day and the smell of cigarettes and pot in the air in the hall. I'm still keeping my hopes up that they get booted out since the landlord was over at the beginning of last week looking for January's rent.

Well, that was longer than expected but that's my update for today.