One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house.

His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's care was open, as was the front door to the house.  Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and m ore piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had happened.

He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.

He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"

She again smiled and answered, "You know every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?"

He replied "Yes? So?"

She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."

Finally home!  We made it in Saturday night and I can't remember the last time I was happier to be home in my life.  Let me tell ya, 1900 miles is a longggggg drive.  Especially when one is PMSing and everything the other person is doing grates on your very last nerve.  It's not like you can get up and move to another room. 

Except for running into a wicked storm in Amarillo, we had clear weather for the entire trip, so all in all it wasn't too bad.

Once we got home it was a matter of prioritizing - yanno - Do we unpack the maze of boxes that are in the bedroom or do we run out and buy a computer desk and chair, then buy a router and cables so we can get JD online? 

Guess which one won.

Yep, the latter. 

I mean c'mon people, you didn't really think I was gonna share my computer didja?  *snort*

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The lack of privacy I'm experiencing is mind blowing after have pretty much unlimited privacy for the past three years.  This is going to take some serious getting used to.

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I saw this on CNN and thought "How absurd".  Basically what it says, if you are too lazy to click the link and read it for yourself, is that in London they are trying to establish a Cyber beat patrol for cops. 

Certain cops will visit chat rooms, looking for potential pedophiles.  Either the chickenhawk type or the types that buy pedophillic videos and freeze their assets by backtracking their credit cards.

Ok in theory this is a great idea and they are swearing that it's not a Big Brother situation. 

Here's where I see the downfall.  The cops will be identified so that any chatter that logs in will KNOW there's a cop in the chat room. 

Under the plan, an officer would appear in a chat area from time to time to observe conversations and would be identified with a type of "cyber badge" or icon for the "Virtual Global Task Force" to let everyone in the chatroom know, Gamble said.

"We want to give the potential predator the idea that we are present to make them think 'will I loiter here or will I flee from that particular chatroom?"'

Umm HELLO?  Anyone else see the slight flaw in that plan? 

Until next time~
bisa