College life can drain 
the TV out of you. Well, it did out of me anyway, one of those monthly bills I neatly trimmed from my expenses in favor of traveling the cybertubes. Even now, I don’t think teevee is cost effective unless I have a lot of shows I want to watch, at my pace. (i.e., TiVo) It is nice, though, that more and more of those shows are available online.
Nonetheless, I miss that pleasantness of nothingness which comes from channel surfing, the same way one endures a favorite song on the radio, despite having played it to death on one’s iPod for two weeks straight. Nowadays, though, the only time I have access to cable television is when I’m at Sui’s (the programming tends to be Chinese-family-friendly), or when I travel, either on the plane or in the hotel room.
Jeff has the executive summary of this story; read on for my long-winded version.
It was a foggy day, but certainly most days in Daly City are foggy and a hint ominous. Jeff was throwing a housewarming party, and in the name of good impressions and high partying standards we dropped by Costco to pick up much-needed culinary provisions (i.e., food). As Jeff was backing out of the garage, I noticed a little ball on the ground in the driveway, curled up and somewhat chilly.
Giving him a tap of my foot, I expected the mouse to get the message and run home. He was very tiny, and I didn’t want to accidentally crush his long tail with my foot nor allow 3000 lbs. of Scion the same opportunity. Contrary to expectations, however, the little guy didn’t budge, and a few more pushes ensured he was out of the blind vehicle’s rampaging path. He remained hunched low to the ground and his lowered eyes betrayed none of his intentions.
It was a while since I bought any videogame-related toys and collectibles, and my upgraded room started to fill a little empty with all the unused shelf space, devoid of the paraphernalia which adorn most geeks’ bedrooms.
Of course there are a ton of sites who love people like me that go on random spending splurges, and video games are enough of an enthusiast hobby that almost any piece of branded crap can be sold for massive profits. In particular, anything imported from Japan (at great shipping and handling costs) for some reason is especially cool. NCS is one such company.
So this solar mushroom thing looked pretty cool, and for good measure got this cute Mario plush to make the shipping costs worthwhile.
And two weeks later, Sui gives me something cute she found in the hobbyist store next to her work… ()
