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Read today in ONTD: "In 1946, Japan authored a new constitution. One of its provisions was that all fictional characters must be able to turn into robots, which in turn can combine into a larger, more powerful super-robot. Of all the provisions of historic legal documents, this has been deemed the most awesome."
Fact? Maybe no. Awesome? Definite YES.

My recent history, in recap. With bullets.

• I don't remember Friday night.  Did something happen?  I feel like something happened.
• I tried to find a birthday present for Peter on Saturday, until I realized, Peter must be the hardest person to shop for in the history of EVAR.  I mean, really.  What do you get Peter?  I have come to no conclusion on this point.  The current plan is to follow him around Forbidden Planet on Friday until I hear him say, "this is awesome."  That is the thing I will buy. 
  
• We went to the drive-in on Saturday night.  Two movies:  Harry Goblet and the Pheonix Fire (why shalt I not spell it 'phoenix,' anyway?  I've never been too clear on that one) was disappointing.  What is with all the striped shirts?  Although the penetration jokes during the occlumency scenes were plentiful.  And I did learn the word "tosspot," which is pretty much my new favorite thing.  Second movie was Ocean's Thirteen, which obviously ruled. 
  
• I am of the opinion, Kiki, that on Saturday night, we were nearly as funny as we were in high school.  Meaning, we thought we were hilarious, and the only other people who agreed were fourteen year olds.
• On Sunday we went all around town, and ate delicious diner food at Timoleon's, as per the weekend tradition.  Then the sky opened up and God wreaked vengeance on us all.  The weather lately makes me frightened.
• Last night was spent at Southbase visiting with peeps and having yummy dinners and I baked my one and only delicious snacky thing, which everyone devoured.  So that was fun. 
  
• Today, for the first time ever, someone came in for a doctor's appointment made for their father, and told me after she'd met with the doctor, that the actual patient had died three days earlier. 
  

Uncle Jesse just killed a mouse.  And left it on the bathmat.  I think he does this to taunt me.  He knows I just washed that bathmat.