You probably caught Gretchen's dialogue with the AI IM agent (Smarterchild). Oomph-Girl did the same thing a while ago (just like I was audio blogging long before my friend Leo). I wanted to register a fake AIM handle and pretend to spit back semi-automated responses. Someone already registered dumberchild, though. So, that idea flew right out the window – along with my pride, thanks to Sam. When he and Marshall stayed an extra night in Des Moines after Gnomedex, my parents kept them entertained by showing them old home videos. Well, before he beats me to the punch, here are a couple of digitized clips. I'm going to have my mom send him even more tapes when she and Dad return home. I guess I was really into magic tricks and singing Weird Al songs back then. Nice mullet, retard.