They put snow back into our forecast for tomorrow. Booo! Only an inch or two and it's been too warm for it to stick to the pavement, but still.

I stopped by Micro Center on the way home last night and picked up a second set of composite cables. I also grabbed a coaxial adapter, just in case. Last night, I unpackaged the composites, unhooked the old VCR, put the new VCR on the TV stand, and basically just hooked every cable I could find into some kind of (color-coded) receptor.

And it worked! Hooray!

The R.C. complained, pointing out that we could have chandelierbulbed* it for at least two more weeks. I see her point and I'm as capable as anyone, or much more, of chandelierbulbing things endlessly, but that's before I start a project. Once I get started, I have to finish

Also, the R.C. is complaining about the mess in the living room and she has a point. The unloved TV and an oversize, wheeled plastic chest I took out of my room and intended to put down in the lobby with a "free to a good home" sign take up a fair amount of real estate. As do the old VCR and the boxes from both the new television and the new VCR.

But, although the R.C. hates the old VCR with the heat of a thousand suns (it's a bit notional these days), I can see a use for a tape player in my bedroom (I can play DVDs, but a lot of what I own is still on videotape) and I'm considering putting the machine in there until it actually and finally gives up the ghost.

Anyhow. Snow is coming. This might discourage our trees and flowers, all of which are bursting into bloom after a gloriously warm, sunny weekend.

You might ask why I have time for random blogging this week. Well, it's the first two weeks of April, which is pretty much our slowest two weeks of the year. Right after tax day, the busy season starts in a hurry and it will be rush-rush-rush for several months after that. I'm taking some advantage of the relative calm (this week's calendar shows several spots where I have nothing actually scheduled--sometimes for a full hour at a time) to dink around a little. I have a seminar in an hour, but until then, there's only one small project on my schedule.

Also, yesterday afternoon I finally figured out what I'd done that trashed two of my best campaigns so thoroughly in March and undid it. Now I'm chewing my nails and waiting to see results.

Also, I'm waiting on a report to run.

Last night (after the Electronics Adventure), I slouched down into my comfy chair and played my new game for three solid hours. It's very interesting. More complicated than the others--this is the first major structural change in how the Harvest Moon games work that I've seen. There are new characters, some old characters were not included, and many of the basic, familiar goals have been significantly altered.

I'm writing Rapunzel a letter right now and I have not forgotten to mention this to her--and to blame :) her for getting me addicted to these silly games. Her mom, the L-i-K-S, showed me Harvest Moon on the Wii when I visited them in February, but I don't see me getting a Wii. The point of gaming, to me, is that it's hand-held--I can do it without annoying anyone else in the room, and it's easy to pick up and put down.

The DS also distracts me. I have been snacking far too much recently. I'm getting all porky again. I need to pull myself together--spring and summer are coming and I'm going to have to stop wearing a coat pretty soon--and start dieting. Playing a new and absorbing game is a good dieting tool for me.

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* That one (the chandelier bulb thing) needs explaining**, I know.

Long ago, my mother lived in a house with an overhead light-ceiling fan fixture. She loved it, except that she didn't like the shape of the light bulbs.

So, every store she went in to, she looked to see if they sold light bulbs and if they did, what shape bulbs they sold.

If she went to the same store three times in one week, she checked their stock of light bulbs every time she was in there. She would inspect every bulb and discuss whether or not it was made for ceiling fixtures and why the shape was "wrong" for what she wanted. In all the time I shopped with her, I never actually saw her buy a light bulb.

She did this for two or three years. She went to the same stores every week, inspected the same stock of light bulbs, complained about each of them individually, and left the store empty-handed.

Anyhow. Now, when the R.C. and I spend more time discussing a project than it would take to do it, or we talk about doing something but don't actually get around to doing it for several weeks (or months, as in the case of cleaning out the hall closet), we refer to it as "chandelier-bulbing" the project.

** The R.C. complained that by the time she gets to the end of some of these posts, she's forgotten what the asterisks refer to. She thought I should give context each time.

As I pointed out, I don't write these posts to be read. It would never have occurred to me that people routinely read them all the way through (Heck, I write them and I don't read them) so I never worried about that kind of thing. However, for those of you who waded down this far--context!