Across the street, Tangs was a madhouse unto itself --- not because there was a particularly spectacular sale going on, but because curious folks just had to come see for themselves the newly renovated store. I want to say that's understandable because Tangs is a homegrown enterprise, a local institution --- but I suspect they would've done the same if it were a foreign department store. We were there in the vain hope of helping Sprite spend her vouchers, but the mindless hordes frightened us out within minutes.
The boys --- let's name the culprits here: Terz, Wahj, Boko and Dan --- have been playing networked Medal of Honor for three out of four nights this long weekend. The tick-tick-tick-tock of the game echoes in the next room as I blog this. We're not Halo 2 widows yet (link via mr brown), but the girls are definitely getting restless --- or in the case of Kay tonight, sleepy.