Today was very nice. I had a good night last night and woke up full of energy and zip. The commute in was fantastic. Thanks to Dad for some bike adjustment tips. At work I took on some lingering bugs from the last project and I was able to suss out the rather tricky cause and fix things. It was a nice laid back day and we even made a trip to Rosa Linda's for some Mexican food.
Last week, because of our efforts on the last project, John and David said we could take that Friday off. However, everyone had some tight deadlines, so all of us took a rain check on the offer. I'm going to cash in that rain check tomorrow, especially since things at work are under control and things at home could use some sprucing up and there are a good number of errands I need to run. My dance card is full for Saturday, so I need some extra time to get things done.
Tomorrow is chores, but tonight I am being mildly hedonist and just watching some Firefly and Lost. Mmmm. I'm luxuriating in an free evening frosted with the prospect of a free day tomorrow.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Strikeout
Man, nothing was working today. Even the simplest things were unattainable. But this is because I have once more journeyed into the black, ichorous heart of evil that is Flex. I was working on samples for David's presentation and I couldn't get the simplest things to work and dug up error messages that the Internet has never heard of. Even John was stymied by some of the crap Flex was pulling with my files. I did at least get one project out the door, but that was in Flash and my track record for today makes me nervous about even that. One of those days...
I have been seriously grumpy today, and my new bike's propensity for slowly sliding my seat post down while I ride was not conducive to remedying that. Well, at least I have tomorrow to look forward to.
I have been seriously grumpy today, and my new bike's propensity for slowly sliding my seat post down while I ride was not conducive to remedying that. Well, at least I have tomorrow to look forward to.
Monday, February 25, 2008
On the Road Again
Today was my first day back in the exercise regimen in a long while. Between being sick and having my bike stolen, I'd been taking it extra easy. No more! Today I went up and did my weightlifting and then rode my bike into work. At first there was some ominous clunking from my right pedal, but that thankfully went away and I'll pretend it never existed. Lalalalalala, I CAN'T HEAR IT. It was good to get out and ride minus snow; the first time in a real long time that has happened. Of course, snow is forecast for tonight, so I think I may forego my ride and drive. It's all for the sake of my laptop, really. I don't want to fall with it on my back. It's here at home with me tonight for some AMEX loving and slide tomfoolery. Besides all that, the ride felt pretty good despite my still tender respiratory system and rather alarmed muscles.
I totally missed the Oscars last night, but I am glad to see No Country for Old Men taking a good chunk of awards. I do so adore the Coen brothers, and the movie was good, despite its nihilistic non-ending.
Okay. Onto work! Once more into the breach, dear laptop!
I totally missed the Oscars last night, but I am glad to see No Country for Old Men taking a good chunk of awards. I do so adore the Coen brothers, and the movie was good, despite its nihilistic non-ending.
Okay. Onto work! Once more into the breach, dear laptop!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
The Tower of Odd Smells
That is how I have come to think of my home. This building is a decent apartment complex, but it has bad plumbing and a plethora of odors. Sometimes the smells are pleasant: cooking odors and perfumes. Most of the time though, there are a bevy of unpleasant miasmas permeating the halls of this tower. There are garbage and cigarette smells and mysterious stenches of questionable origins. Today the tower was particularly odoriferous, with different aromas and stenches blending into a olfactory gradient. Popcorn blended into fish on one side and cigarettes on the other. It was a completely different set of smells in the morning as I left for church. As intriguing as the menagerie of scents is, I'm ready to have a home where I don't have to walk through the smell of cat boxes and decaying fruit whenever I come and go. At least the smells leave my personal apartment untouched most of the time. Occassionally when the sink bubbles I'll have a cigarette water smell in the kitchen, but thankfully that doesn't happen too often. Still, it's time to think about leaving the Tower of Odd Smells.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
17 Hours
That, minus some mealtime was how long I worked yesterday. I think that may be a record. Consequently, I'm very tired and I think I'll go to bed here shortly. I did buy a new bike today, though. I don't have it yet, as REI is giving it a check up and putting on a rack. I just hope it doesn't get stolen like the last one. I will admit that whole fact makes me hesitant to buy a new one. :(
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Post-toast Posties
Hmm. I guess I'm feeling posty. Three posts in less than 10 hours. Anyway, I thought I would add that I am getting close to having the whole Mars-1 Invisible Plan series. I need 3 of the red ones and 2 of the green ones. Yesterday, I traded a duplicate in for the guy whose head looks like Southwest Indian pottery (yay, for Plastic Chapel's trading policy!), and I bought one that turned out to be the guy with the long, freaky arms, who I've been looking for since I started buying the series. I did get him in red, rather than green though.
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Call of Jury Duty 4
So, as long as I'm being industrious (read: I'm procrastinating on doing my budget) about blog posting, let's talk about jury duty. Mine was actually pretty enjoyable, except for the execrable timing. But now I'm clear for the rest of the year.
My case was a felony assault case (2nd degree) involving domestic violence. Essentially the guy had a history of punching his girlfriend. In this particular incident, they had an argument about her taking her kids Christmas shopping -- oh, yeah, this happened two days before Christmas -- and he stormed out of her house to call for a ride. She locks the door behind him. He flips out and starts kicking down the door. Either he succeeds or she unlocks it as he's doing it and he starts whacking her in the face, putting a couple of gouges around her eye and breaking her nose. Someone, possibly her, calls 911 and the police show up and find him leaving the property out the back. There is no one else there besides him and her.
Now, the twist to this, is that she doesn't want to press charges or testify. She actually had to be brought to court by police. But she corroborated everything she had told police that night up to the point where the prosecutor asked her if the defendant had hit her and caused the wounds. After a very long and emotional pause, she said no. This contradicts the videotaped testimony she gave police that night, and I have a feeling this is one of the reasons that police videotape testimony of domestic violence victims. That was the testimony on the first day.
On the second day, two police officers testified, one who made the arrest and one who was part of backup. Also a domestic violence expert testified. The defense didn't have any witnesses, and really failed to counter the arguments the prosecutor was making. He tried to open up a possibility of someone else, a stalker or jealous ex, causing these injuries, but it was firmly established that the girlfriend and the defendant were the only ones there.
The lawyers gave their closing statements and then they (the court, not the lawyers) took us out for lunch. Upon our return we deliberated for maybe an hour and a half before unanimously finding the defendant guilty. There were some who wanted to really make sure there was no doubt, but from the beginning of deliberation the 12 of us all figured he was guilty. Then the judge came back and thanked us and answered a few of our questions. Thankfully it only took two days rather than the three we were told it might take.
Second degree assault carries a mandatory minimum of 5 years in prison. Oh, and did I mention the guy was in a wheelchair? And the girlfriend had recently given birth to his child? And the reason the trial had taken so long (the event happened in 2006) was because he had been shot as part of possibly gang-related violence and needed to recover enough to go to trial? Yeah, that's cold. But then again, he shouldn't be beating his girlfriend and breaking her nose. Children of abusers are likely to become abusers themselves. That girl needs to find a good man, but my heart tells me that's not going to happen.
Outside of the trial, the whole process was interesting. First, it is interesting to be compelled to do something by the government that I don't necessarily want to do. I know taxes are the same in principle, but it is different when you have to do compulsory service. I agree with the concept, but it is odd to have to do something under penalty of law. Another interesting thing was the crowd that turned out. There was a guy who was not even a US citizen (oops), a lady who had limited literacy, there was a lawyer whose life had been saved by one of the potential witnesses (who didn't get called), and there was a guy who got excused so he could go to his own trial. One alarming thing was the percentage of this pool of largely well-educated people who raised their hand when asked if they or someone in their family had been involved in domestic violence. I would say more than half of the 35 people raised their hands. Frightening. Thank you, Mom and Dad for my upbringing!
All in all, it was an interesting insight into the justice system, and my first time watching a criminal trial. I had watched some civil suits and parole hearings when I watched John do his work as court translator. Now I'm all aglow with civic responsibility. Go Team Justice!
My case was a felony assault case (2nd degree) involving domestic violence. Essentially the guy had a history of punching his girlfriend. In this particular incident, they had an argument about her taking her kids Christmas shopping -- oh, yeah, this happened two days before Christmas -- and he stormed out of her house to call for a ride. She locks the door behind him. He flips out and starts kicking down the door. Either he succeeds or she unlocks it as he's doing it and he starts whacking her in the face, putting a couple of gouges around her eye and breaking her nose. Someone, possibly her, calls 911 and the police show up and find him leaving the property out the back. There is no one else there besides him and her.
Now, the twist to this, is that she doesn't want to press charges or testify. She actually had to be brought to court by police. But she corroborated everything she had told police that night up to the point where the prosecutor asked her if the defendant had hit her and caused the wounds. After a very long and emotional pause, she said no. This contradicts the videotaped testimony she gave police that night, and I have a feeling this is one of the reasons that police videotape testimony of domestic violence victims. That was the testimony on the first day.
On the second day, two police officers testified, one who made the arrest and one who was part of backup. Also a domestic violence expert testified. The defense didn't have any witnesses, and really failed to counter the arguments the prosecutor was making. He tried to open up a possibility of someone else, a stalker or jealous ex, causing these injuries, but it was firmly established that the girlfriend and the defendant were the only ones there.
The lawyers gave their closing statements and then they (the court, not the lawyers) took us out for lunch. Upon our return we deliberated for maybe an hour and a half before unanimously finding the defendant guilty. There were some who wanted to really make sure there was no doubt, but from the beginning of deliberation the 12 of us all figured he was guilty. Then the judge came back and thanked us and answered a few of our questions. Thankfully it only took two days rather than the three we were told it might take.
Second degree assault carries a mandatory minimum of 5 years in prison. Oh, and did I mention the guy was in a wheelchair? And the girlfriend had recently given birth to his child? And the reason the trial had taken so long (the event happened in 2006) was because he had been shot as part of possibly gang-related violence and needed to recover enough to go to trial? Yeah, that's cold. But then again, he shouldn't be beating his girlfriend and breaking her nose. Children of abusers are likely to become abusers themselves. That girl needs to find a good man, but my heart tells me that's not going to happen.
Outside of the trial, the whole process was interesting. First, it is interesting to be compelled to do something by the government that I don't necessarily want to do. I know taxes are the same in principle, but it is different when you have to do compulsory service. I agree with the concept, but it is odd to have to do something under penalty of law. Another interesting thing was the crowd that turned out. There was a guy who was not even a US citizen (oops), a lady who had limited literacy, there was a lawyer whose life had been saved by one of the potential witnesses (who didn't get called), and there was a guy who got excused so he could go to his own trial. One alarming thing was the percentage of this pool of largely well-educated people who raised their hand when asked if they or someone in their family had been involved in domestic violence. I would say more than half of the 35 people raised their hands. Frightening. Thank you, Mom and Dad for my upbringing!
All in all, it was an interesting insight into the justice system, and my first time watching a criminal trial. I had watched some civil suits and parole hearings when I watched John do his work as court translator. Now I'm all aglow with civic responsibility. Go Team Justice!
Industry in the House of Thingvall
Well, aren't I a good boy? I cleaned house. I cleaned the kitchen, did the dishes, scrubbed the floor, and even evicted the thriving and culturally rich crud colony from inside the microwave. I cleaned the bathroom, scoured the tub, scrubbed the floor, and even contacted the apartment managers about the shower's sluggish drain. I vacumned in not one, but two and a half rooms! I cleaned off my dresser, desk, tables, and even got rid of my busted clothes hamper. I even did some shopping today. Man, those stinking beavers got nothing on me!
Oh, and then I sat and watched a bunch of Bleach and ate popcorn. What? I'm only human, not some freakish bee-human hybrid.
Oh, and then I sat and watched a bunch of Bleach and ate popcorn. What? I'm only human, not some freakish bee-human hybrid.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Whew
Whew. So the big, bad work project is off my plate for the moment, jury duty is over, and I'm even starting to feel back in good health a little bit. Heh. I just coughed after typing that. So, life is looking a little brighter now. Last night, Laura and I got some Thai food from Wild Ginger, and I took a spill on some ice on the way out, so I'm a little sore today, but life is looking up. Anyway, I'll post about the jury here soon, and Lent, too. Tonight, I'm going to kick back and relax for a change. Man, I'm beat.
Monday, February 11, 2008
<teenGirlSquad>Juried! Ow! My Time!</teenGirlSquad>
Mmmrph. Yeah. I'm a jury member now. Yes, yes, I'm thrilled to be part of the justice process, participating in a proud tradition of America, and being very civically-minded, but DANG you guys got bad timing. I'm sick, I've got a project with a deadline on Wednesday, and I just got assigned to a trial that will last ... until Wednesday. Hey, it's snowing, too!
I think I might as well schedule a doctor's appointment now. After ebbing during the weekend, the sore throat is back with a vengeance. Perhaps I shouldn't walk to the courthouse tomorrow like I did today. I also walked downtown to a drugstore to get some much needed medicine. Now I'm back in cough drops and DayQuil, which works for a good 5 minutes or so.
Man, I just want to sleep.
I think I might as well schedule a doctor's appointment now. After ebbing during the weekend, the sore throat is back with a vengeance. Perhaps I shouldn't walk to the courthouse tomorrow like I did today. I also walked downtown to a drugstore to get some much needed medicine. Now I'm back in cough drops and DayQuil, which works for a good 5 minutes or so.
Man, I just want to sleep.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Sick and Sickability
Hurrrgh. The sickness that started out early Tuesday morning is starting to finally leave, but I am still coughing a lot and feeling achey. I haven't been sleeping well recently. I dunno whether to blame it on the sickness, the new comforter, or what. Last night was particularly rough. Laura and I watched The Science of Sleep, which is an odd little film and had pizza and soda. My stomach is still not normal, so I had heartburn coupled with caffeine working against me. Then, after closing time the nightclub behind me erupted with molten jackasses and harpies who shrieked and yelled and played their stereos window-rattlingly loud and honked their horns. I began having paintball massacre fantasies, but ended up taking the slightly more Christian route of praying that they would be filled with such regret and remorse at their idiocy that they'd never do it again. Good luck with that.
Even after that, I woke up every two hours to cough and toss and turn. Today hasn't been the rollicking success I had hoped. I wanted to clean the whole apartment and do some work stuff. I did manage some laundry and excavation of my sink from under a mountain of dishes, but then switched over to work stuff, taking breaks around my meals to start watching Firefly. I've watched the first 2 (technically, 3) episodes, and it's pretty good. It's not rocking my world like Battlestar Galactica, but it is a quality show. Taking care of the rest of my sickness-induced neglect will hopefully happen tomorrow. We'll see. This work project is on a tight deadline, and it wouldn't hurt to get some extra rest to shake off this sickness.
Oh, and I've got jury summons on Monday. Calloo, callay he chortled in his joy.
Even after that, I woke up every two hours to cough and toss and turn. Today hasn't been the rollicking success I had hoped. I wanted to clean the whole apartment and do some work stuff. I did manage some laundry and excavation of my sink from under a mountain of dishes, but then switched over to work stuff, taking breaks around my meals to start watching Firefly. I've watched the first 2 (technically, 3) episodes, and it's pretty good. It's not rocking my world like Battlestar Galactica, but it is a quality show. Taking care of the rest of my sickness-induced neglect will hopefully happen tomorrow. We'll see. This work project is on a tight deadline, and it wouldn't hurt to get some extra rest to shake off this sickness.
Oh, and I've got jury summons on Monday. Calloo, callay he chortled in his joy.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Raucus Caucus
The streets were incredibly treacherous this morning. I watched SUVs sliding around on the drive in this morning, and I did a bit of slip and slide action myself. I was wondering how that was going to affect the caucusing tonight. Thankfully, it mostly melted off the streets.
So I wound my way to the Tivoli Auditorium. It's actually just a hall in the Tivoli center, none of the students I talked to knew what I was talking about. It was the Ron Paul people I saw who pointed me to the caucus hall. Too bad I wasn't supporting him. The hall was packed, and as the attractive speaker welcomed everyone, she asked how many people were caucusing for the first time. Easily 75% of the crowd raised their hands. Guess the snow was no deterrent.
It was fun to to see the diverse mix of people that make up the Republican party in my district. It's a neat sense of community, as inconvenient as it is. I also found that I am in precinct 530. There were 17 of us there from the precinct. I can give you the unofficial results of precinct 530. Remember, you heard it here first!
I feel vindicated in my vote. I was vascillating between McCain and Huckabee up to the moment I put the X on the straw poll paper. Both candidates have qualities I like, but some pretty serious flaws as well. However, when people were giving their opening speeches for the candidates, Mitt Romney got much more applause than Mike Huckabee, so I decided to throw my vote in for McCain to fend off a Romney victory. Heh. So my vote put McCain over Romney! Of course, our votes are non-binding and it's up to our county delegates to abide by them or not, but I made a deciding vote!
I had wanted to use a different title for the post, but the caucus was neither long nor hard. It lasted less than an hour and was pretty cool. It's nice to do something new. Now I just need Obama to win the Democratic nomination and I'll go into this election feeling more at ease about the course this country is taking. It's also awesome to see so many people participating. All the way home I was making happy caucus noises. Democracy is the winner!
UPDATE: Awww. It looks like my precinct was not representative. NPR is calling Romney the winner in Colorado, by a pretty fricking huge margin.
MORNING UPDATE: Urrrgh. Caucusing and coding don't mix if your sick. I got little sleep last night. I kept having dreams of queries to retrieve caucus results and delegates.
So I wound my way to the Tivoli Auditorium. It's actually just a hall in the Tivoli center, none of the students I talked to knew what I was talking about. It was the Ron Paul people I saw who pointed me to the caucus hall. Too bad I wasn't supporting him. The hall was packed, and as the attractive speaker welcomed everyone, she asked how many people were caucusing for the first time. Easily 75% of the crowd raised their hands. Guess the snow was no deterrent.
It was fun to to see the diverse mix of people that make up the Republican party in my district. It's a neat sense of community, as inconvenient as it is. I also found that I am in precinct 530. There were 17 of us there from the precinct. I can give you the unofficial results of precinct 530. Remember, you heard it here first!
John McCain: 7
Mitt Romney: 6
Ron Paul: 3
Mike Huckabee: 1
Alan Keyes: 0 (Yeah, he's still running. Who knew?)
I feel vindicated in my vote. I was vascillating between McCain and Huckabee up to the moment I put the X on the straw poll paper. Both candidates have qualities I like, but some pretty serious flaws as well. However, when people were giving their opening speeches for the candidates, Mitt Romney got much more applause than Mike Huckabee, so I decided to throw my vote in for McCain to fend off a Romney victory. Heh. So my vote put McCain over Romney! Of course, our votes are non-binding and it's up to our county delegates to abide by them or not, but I made a deciding vote!
I had wanted to use a different title for the post, but the caucus was neither long nor hard. It lasted less than an hour and was pretty cool. It's nice to do something new. Now I just need Obama to win the Democratic nomination and I'll go into this election feeling more at ease about the course this country is taking. It's also awesome to see so many people participating. All the way home I was making happy caucus noises. Democracy is the winner!
UPDATE: Awww. It looks like my precinct was not representative. NPR is calling Romney the winner in Colorado, by a pretty fricking huge margin.
MORNING UPDATE: Urrrgh. Caucusing and coding don't mix if your sick. I got little sleep last night. I kept having dreams of queries to retrieve caucus results and delegates.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Going to Ninevah
One of the verses that has always brought me comfort is Jeremiah 19:11:
I can rest in confidence in this promise. God has good things planned for me. Who is going to thwart God's will? Certainly not tiny Man. But how God's will is carried out is the interesting bit. Is it in a way that is good for us or painful? It was God's will that the Israelites take possession of Canaan. It was God's will that Jonah go to Ninevah to preach to its inhabitants. These things were accomplished, not because of the people involved, but in spite of them. The first generation of Israelites to reach the Jordan's banks balked at crossing into Canaan and God doomed them to wander the desert and gave Canaan to the next generation. Jonah ended up in Ninevah, but rather than taking an overland route, he had to travel there in the gut of a great creature of the sea. God's will was accomplished, but some people missed out on being a part of that or were made very uncomfortable in the process.
So, as this applies to our personal lives, when we miss God's will the first time, His will may still be carried out in our world, but we may suffer some loss. The question for me becomes, "How long, O Lord? How long must I wander?" Perhaps the answer is repentance, perhaps it is a matter of learning our lesson.
Let's return to Jeremiah. He's writing to the Israelites in exile. He tells them to seek God with all their heart and God
The message is, I'm going to get you out of exile and restore you to your home country, but it is going to be a while. Repent and enjoy where you are and wait for God's promises to be fulfilled. They will be fulfilled, but not on your timeline. These are the instructions for me as God cleans up the consequences of my actions. But still my heart cries out, "How long, O Lord?" I'm trying to repent as fast as I can to speed things up, because in God's will is where I want to be. I want those "plans to prosper" me.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
I can rest in confidence in this promise. God has good things planned for me. Who is going to thwart God's will? Certainly not tiny Man. But how God's will is carried out is the interesting bit. Is it in a way that is good for us or painful? It was God's will that the Israelites take possession of Canaan. It was God's will that Jonah go to Ninevah to preach to its inhabitants. These things were accomplished, not because of the people involved, but in spite of them. The first generation of Israelites to reach the Jordan's banks balked at crossing into Canaan and God doomed them to wander the desert and gave Canaan to the next generation. Jonah ended up in Ninevah, but rather than taking an overland route, he had to travel there in the gut of a great creature of the sea. God's will was accomplished, but some people missed out on being a part of that or were made very uncomfortable in the process.
So, as this applies to our personal lives, when we miss God's will the first time, His will may still be carried out in our world, but we may suffer some loss. The question for me becomes, "How long, O Lord? How long must I wander?" Perhaps the answer is repentance, perhaps it is a matter of learning our lesson.
Let's return to Jeremiah. He's writing to the Israelites in exile. He tells them to seek God with all their heart and God
"will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you"Jer. 29:14. This is a great promise, and part of the "plans to prosper you." But let's go back before Jer. 29:11 to get the context for this verse:
4 This is what the LORD Almighty, the God of Israel, says to all those I carried into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon: 5 "Build houses and settle down; plant gardens and eat what they produce. 6 Marry and have sons and daughters; find wives for your sons and give your daughters in marriage, so that they too may have sons and daughters. Increase in number there; do not decrease. 7 Also, seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile. Pray to the LORD for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper." Jer. 29:4-7
The message is, I'm going to get you out of exile and restore you to your home country, but it is going to be a while. Repent and enjoy where you are and wait for God's promises to be fulfilled. They will be fulfilled, but not on your timeline. These are the instructions for me as God cleans up the consequences of my actions. But still my heart cries out, "How long, O Lord?" I'm trying to repent as fast as I can to speed things up, because in God's will is where I want to be. I want those "plans to prosper" me.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Shop, Watch, Play
Yesterday was a shopping binge for me. I don't particularly enjoy shopping usually, but I had been putting off a lot of purchases and I decided to wipe a lot of to-dos off of my list. I went to the Cherry Creek Mall to buy some aftershave I could only find there. It had been several years since I've been back there, and man it has gone off the luxury deep end. All the stores there were high end or luxury type stores, with the exception of the tiny Waldenbooks I passed. The "low end" department store there was a Macy's. Everything else was more chi-chi. The funny thing is that there were ads for CW television shows. Now, perhaps I am mistaken, but are people who shop at Armani and Samsonite really the target audience for CW shows?
After my whirlwind tour of Denver's merchants, I came home and put all my stuff away, put some pictures in frames, and took a nap. That allowed me to get up with some energy to go to a Nuggets game with some guys from my church. It was some sloppy basketball, but in the 4th quarter the Nuggets came from 10 behind to win by 14 over the Charlotte Bobcats.
I came home and won a game of my own, namely the fantastic Puzzle Quest. I beat it only losing to the end boss once. If you have XBox Live, I highly recommend this one for your arcade. Not only is it addictive, but it is clever, can be played in half hour bursts, and has some replay value due to the different character classes. Kudos to the makers! I hope this wins the arcade game of the year. I know it's a nominee.
After my whirlwind tour of Denver's merchants, I came home and put all my stuff away, put some pictures in frames, and took a nap. That allowed me to get up with some energy to go to a Nuggets game with some guys from my church. It was some sloppy basketball, but in the 4th quarter the Nuggets came from 10 behind to win by 14 over the Charlotte Bobcats.
I came home and won a game of my own, namely the fantastic Puzzle Quest. I beat it only losing to the end boss once. If you have XBox Live, I highly recommend this one for your arcade. Not only is it addictive, but it is clever, can be played in half hour bursts, and has some replay value due to the different character classes. Kudos to the makers! I hope this wins the arcade game of the year. I know it's a nominee.
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