potentialities

I still don't feel quite right putting my interests back in my profile, even though they were all as harmless as fuzzy bunnies to begin with. (Some of them actually were fuzzy bunnies.) I shall ponder this.

My metropolitan area was namechecked not once, but twice on last night's Colbert Report! First, the owner of Prospero's Books, a used bookstore that satyadasa and I haunted from time to time when we were in high school, set some books on fire to whore frantically for attention protest society's diminishing respect for the printed word.

Also, a large group of guitarists converged to break a Guinness world record by playing Smoke on the Water, which is apparently a song. I wouldn't know, as I have evidently been living in a cave since birth. However, Colbert busted out a guitar and favored us with a few chords himself, which raised my interest considerably.

Tomorrow is my brother's birthday party (today is is birthday proper) and in the great tradition of Nintendo cakes, we're planning to make a bunch of carrot cake Wiimotes. Well, assuming we go shopping for cake decorations sometime soon. Otherwise, we're planning to make a bunch of carrot cake rectangular prisms, which are nowhere near as cool.