Wednesday, March 10, 2010  Balding Tea Lovers Unite!  It's
nearing 11pm and I'm in our gameroom, new laptop perched
precariously in my lap, Gail Carriger's Soulless resting on the
arm of the couch, cell phone lying next to Soulless, chamomile
tea steaming on kids' Step1 table almost out of my reach,
unfortunately for the carpet and for Jeremiah who will
eventually have to steam clean said carpet...  I notice two
things simultaneously:  1: I got kicked out of Out Of Tune Idol.
2: Jeremiah is burning rubber (quite literally) in our basement.
Surprisingly I'm okay with both of these happenings.  Star Trek
Next Generation is coming on. It kind of makes everything cool.
When my brother Joshy and I were the only children in our family
(before the three demons beset themselves upon our happy home)
we were only allowed to stay up and watch one primetime show a
week. (Heaven forbid we cut into my mom's adult time, alone with
Pepsi, salty potato chips and Unsolved Mysteries)  Josh always
wanted to watch Star Trek NG