We finally bought a new dresser to complement the tiny one we're trying to cram our clothing into now. We splurged and spent almost $100; this one is made from high-quality pressboard. It's almost assembled now, although my thumbs are getting blistered from the screwdriver. Must get power drill before buying more furniture.

Carson's doing a Lord of the Rings marathon this weekend. Last night we watched Fellowship, the uncut version of course, today we are watching Two Towers, and tomorrow we go to Syracuse and watch the third one, whatever it's called. Last night my butt got numb before the end, I think tonight I need to drink more to help the time pass faster.

Need to think about what to make for dinner, since we're having lots of people over. I'm thinking soft tacos, which means I need to go shopping in the next hour or so. Mmm, tacos... (Y'know, I was in Mexico for 10 days and still didn't get sick of tacos. I wonder what that means.)

Next weekend I'll be in Minneapolis to see some folks. Hopefully I'll get some PGP keys signed as well. Send me suggestions for what to do in Minneapolis; I'll be there way longer than I need to be.

Also, stolen from mythago:

From the year's review of the law: in December 2002, a Palm Springs man pleaded guilty to smuggling protected wildlife into the US when he was caught with monkeys in his pants.

The monkeys were brought from Thailand and hidden in Robert J. Cusack's underwear. "In entering his plea, Robert John Cusack, 45, of Palm Springs, acknowledged that he carried the monkeys, called lesser slow lorises, in the crotch area of his underwear on a Korean Air flight June 13."

Justice Bedsworth, on appeal, commented, "There is no non-culpable reason for having monkeys in your underpants."