I am tired. My memory seems to be, for now, busted. The reason I say that was that I was happy because I saw two people who I consider my enemies head down a path of doom. I have a dim recollection that one or both of the might be political enemies that I don't know personally. I can't remember who they are or anything more.

I went to my parents' home.. partly to visit, partly to visit my grandmother (who had a heart operation), and partly to pick up my NES8, N16, and Genesis. On counts 2 and 3 I failed -- my grandparents are off on a gambling trip (canada?), and I was unable to find the old game systems (although I found a number of the games). Oh well. At least I did bring home some yummy indian food my mom made, as well as a smallish couch and a rug. My place is less bare now. I should probably go to sleep now.

Oh, yes, I did do another audio recording of philosophy while driving there. Always fun. I wonder if I'm repeating myself on there though..