I’m pleased to say the great sock experiment mentioned earlier was an astounding success. Laundry (and chore) day (saturday) was almost bearable, as I dumped my laundry on the bed, and simply picked up 2, assured (as I was that the sun would rise in the sky the next morning and that the day would suck) that they would match.
Kudos to Iambe and friends for a great thanksgiving (why do we have it again?).
I came across quite possibly the lamest show on TV. Going head to head with Dark Angel (pah! like it has a chance anyway), it’s called “Sheena” or something like that. Basically you’re supposed to believe a buxen blonde, with perfectly applied mascara et all, with the ability to transform herself into a leapard (or perhaps any animal she wants, but who cares, I mean, really) at will, lives in the deep jungle or something. Surrounded by what looks like a typical african village, with an African lady who didn’t look out of place who is supposed other of the last two of these special peoples…. well, thats about all I got from the 20 or so seconds that I managed to stomach in a commerical break.