Shaun stopped me at the beginning of second break today and said that Britain stopped by to pick up his cash. Apparently he bitched about the amount he got. Then he delivered an ultimatum: either we let him take the heavy bag he chipped in to buy, or he gets the "$95" he spent on it back. Rest assured, he didn't get either one, and if I had been in there, I would have given him the opportunity to BORROW it, on the condition that he return Mom's wedding bands. Try to put things into perspective a bit. It would probably have been wasted, the boy doesn't have any perspective beyond him and his wants.
I lost the artfight. Even though we'd extended the replying deadline to 5 days from 3, I still didn't finish
this in time. Perhaps I can demand a rematch?
The Alvin and the Chipmunks trailer didn't look 1/4 as awful as that promo picture on the 'net. They didn't have any gangsta threads, for one. I saw the trailer for it while waiting for The Simpsons movie, which I saw. It was worth the ticket price, despite what Homer might think. Wait... what? ON NOES!
MY DELICATE ILLUSIONS!