So... moved some furniture, drove another ten hours, and came back to South Dakota. And now I'm... so... perky. Aaugh.

I do have one unrelated comment. I went and saw the movie League of Exraordinary Gentlemen last night, and I have to say: Sean Connery is an alcoholic. I don't know how else to explain how the man went from being one dapper James Bond to (quite poorly) playing some washed-up superhero besides the most obvious possibility, which is an exorbitant quantity of scotch.

Just a random thought.