I feel compelled to blow a little sunshine, where it don’t normally, particularly after my last post, my ode to self-pity. Lets just say that the last Xbox game I bought was the best twenty bucks I’ve spent this fiscal quarter. Beth and I have been blowing away Imperial scum like a couple of Rebel bad boys. We’ve been playing Star Wars Battlefront. We’ve played it a lot, but most importantly, we’ve played it together. I know video games are not exactly right out of Norman Rockwell, but it’s someplace our divergent tastes have crossed, and I’m going to milk it for all it’s worth.