Yes, I'm home. I haven't managed to unscramble the past days enough to tell about them. So I leave you with this recent tidbit of IM conversation from Crystal and me.
Me: I have decided that I want to live in the lap of luxury.
Me: I'm not even sure that I care whose lap that might be.
Crystal: why the lap? why not on the shoulder?
Me: I think you get more stuff on the lap.
Me: Like with Santa.
Me: You don't see people sitting on his shoulder.
Me: I mean, feasibly on the shoulder you could see more...
Me: But that doesnt always mean you get everything you see.
Crystal: luxury is a pervert
Me: Plus, shoulders are typically more bony and not as comfortable.
Me: It certainly is.