We thought it was a goner

So I felt sorry for the FLV, being left alone in the house during the day and then shut alone in the house at night. And thus I put all my hair ties into a box, because I know the little bastard has a fetish, and left my door open last night. No good deed goes unpunished. Every single thing in my room was thrown onto the floor, the lid to the box was dragged into the water dish and the hair bands scattered throughout the house. (I still haven't found the one I was wearing yesterday.) And when I woke up he realized he'd forgotten some of the books on top of the seven foot bookshelf. Which was when I grabbed him by the scruff and hurled him, closing the door behind. I don't feel very sorry for him right now.

The game yesterday went pretty well, but I have a lot of writing I want to do before the next session. Character bio and history, and a journal, that sort of thing. Which wouldn't be so bad but I've been slacking on the NERO stuff I'm working on for this weekend.

I may try to run Alchema again on Wednesday if I can inspire some interest in myself and the players.

Updated, from the rant on TooMUSH this morning:

You say "Jesus God. It's seven-thirty and between the airplanes flying
  overhead, the landscapers' machinery, the traffic jam caused by parents
  dropping their kids at school and aforementioned kids screaming at the top
  of their lungs, I'm having trouble keeping my stereo loud enough to hear it."
You say "Oh, and the streetcleaner."
You say "Quiet little suburb my ass."

Always plenty more

So I made the mistake of watching CNN this morning, already in a bad humor. G-Bu has apparently reversed the voice of the administration of the past twenty years who declared there was insufficient scientific evidence of the so-called 'Greenhouse Effect' to justify curtailing America's business in their production of gasses.
His 180o swing now declares that sure there's a Greenhouse Effect but it's too late now to curtail American businesses and there's nothing we can do except buy lots of sunscreen and get ready for those warm summers.
And I thought that was the end of it, until sometime over lunch today. When I suddenly thought to myself 'Hey. Isn't it considered a Terrorist Act to melt the polar ice caps and sink coastal cities? It always is in Bond films anyway.'
So obviously somebody needs to tell John Ashcroft about this new wave of domestic terrorism and have him arrest the heads of Dow, General Electric, LockHeed-Martin, General Motors, and any other group that might be involved in this insidious plot to push the Statue of Liberty under the waves!

The people of my country will remember those who have plotted against us. We are learning their names. We are coming to know their faces. There is no corner of the earth distant or dark enough to protect them. However long it takes, their hour of justice will come.