I get to meet Ben and Mena tomorrow – they're going to be on TSS! I just wrote about MT in an upcoming CPU article on blogging (along with Radio, Blogger, LiveJournal, and Greymatter). I looked at it again a few minutes ago and it seemed a little too negative. Oops. Movable Type will get another blessing” in a future column. Oh, and Ev is coming on CFH this week, too! Yeah, so why hasn't he blogged that? Will he? Why not? Does Ev really exist? I mean, really? Have any of you ever seen Ev in person? Is he really as real as he makes us believe he is? Hrmph. Crap. Simpsons are on.

Gretchen and I… wait, I'm not hyperlinking to her blog because every other person on the planet knows about her – and they love her – and they visit her – and they comment on aaaaaaaall her posts – and they think she's just da bomb. Anyway, I'm not linking to her. Damnit. So much for self-control. Amazing what a man can do when his nuts are in a sling, eh? Yeah, I told her that she should put them out to cool. There's nothing quite like baked almonds. Wait. What did you think I was talking ab…? Yeah, I guess that was kind of a non-sequitur thing to do. Oh well, it's my freakin' blog.

So, anyway… Gretchen and I went out for dinner tonight. This time, we tried some random restaurant down the street. Not a good experience, although it wasn't totally bad, either. The most interesting part of the evening was when we talked about the books we read as kids. Of course, Gretchen read the whole friggin' Carroll County Public Library. I didn't get too much farther beyond “Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing” and “Superfudge.” I just remember something about worm cookies. From the book. I had steak for dinner – which, I hope, did not have worms.

We are so hooked on Schoolhouse Rock right now. I swear, we're learning so much by listening to them. For example, did you know that Sprocket absolutely hates “The Tale of Mr. Morton?” Yes, it's true. He runs in circles and barks loudly whenever the song comes on. Wait… now he's humping the lamp. Must be “I'm Just a Bill.” Yep. I called that one, eh? This pooch is way too predictable. Hey, watch this. Oh, my bad. This isn't a very visual blog, is it? I'll shut up now.