2:23 p.m. - December 27, 2002
They don't call me Mr. Hometime for nothing
For Christmas I received a DVD player whose instruction manual is printed in Swedish and I had so much fun with the hook-up process that I'm in a good mood.
The DVD player, VCR, cable box, and television looked unwieldly on the stand so I'm leaving the videocassette era behind. I will miss my erm... video favorites, if you know what I mean. Looked on the web and it seems like there are no DVD replacements, which is probably a good thing. No porn for me (and Bathsheba, no chiming in here) but while looking for replacements I did see a lot of titilating options.
But shhh. You don't need to know about my prurience.
Feeling better though headache playing hide-and-seek.
