mama said knock you out

Weeeee… A check came in today. I’m less grumpy.

Brent, a.k.a. “the big bad black bear”, also referred to as “my delicious piece of Toblerone”, (since when did I become a dinge-queen?), came over today to get some help fromon the bear club’s pay-pal system.

I ran most of the day on meetings, all of which were so dull that I couldn’t distill a fun story out of them if I tried.

Brent was playing hooky from his job today – and wound up hanging out on the back mac for the rest of the day. Not a peep! *Except for when he’d do something wrong and get the error “beep” Chad customized into the ancient mac, an old Loony Tunes style scream.

Despite it being a dinosaur – I think Brent really likes the Mac. Gee.. If he buys one – that will be 7 converts. 3 more and I get the toaster oven.

If he does get a Macintosh – I’ll encourage him not to blog.