We’ve gone right past ridiculous into ludicrous. Most guinea pigs won’t sit still for this sort of thing.
Wednesday had all the usual stuff, except that I poked my nose out the door in the morning and said, “Dang, it’s cold.” So I wore a jacket to work. It was about 52 F. This is what I get for living in a hot climate for years; a reduction in moral fiber when it comes to cold temps. Did normal work things, then went over to Steve’s for Rock Band, except this time it was Rock Band: Beatles. There’s a lot less customization and variety in that game than there is in the other Rock Band games, but you get a bunch of Beatles songs, photos, trivia, and psychedelic background videos when you’re playing the Sergeant Pepper-era songs.




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