nowalle

Which means No Wall-e!

There are several new dirty words in my household. All seem to be causing massive chaos, and even a little destruction.

Dirty word #1- Opossum. Yep. You would've thought he would move on once Luna came on site, but it didn't happen. Here recently he's taken to taunting her merciless every single night. It is already a big enough pain in the butt to have to walk your dog on a leash when you have a fenced yard. Did we have to add the extra grievance of marsupials hanging out in low lying limbs as well? Seriously folks, it needs to move on and find a new home. The squirrels did.

Dirty word #2- Video game. (Yeah, I know its technically two words.) Back in January, when I was trying desperately to stay off my leg, I drug out the newly rediscovered Nintendo Gamecube. I was looking for Hoot entertainment without subjecting myself to hours of Snow Buddies on the DVD player. I take full responsibility for the initial introduction. My bad. I never should have done it.

Dirty word #3- Sandstorm race. During the same time period, I also downloaded a playable "preview" of the Wall-e video game for the PC. I claim Momma Madness, it strikes us all.

Dirty word #4- Butt. As in "I'm gonna kick some bad guys' butts!" I totally forgot that DH plays video games like Beavis and Butthead. Now, Hoot sounds like Beavis and Butthead playing video games.

All these dirty words have descended us into a pit of chaos like we haven't seen in a while. The game we had for the Nintendo was a Spyro game rated E for Everyone. Yeah. Not for little kids who can't distinguish fantasy from reality. Especially not for the ones who have parents that take them to large theme parks to meet these fantasy characters for real, and then back it up with photos of them giving out birthday cakes. Super bad idea.

Then, when we cut off the games cold turkey (or so Mom thought) we have to listen to whining, crying, and ridiculously polite asking every hour on the hour. That mouth goes off like Old Faithful. "Momma, can I play Spyro?" "Momma, can I play Spyro? Pretty please?" "Momma...." You get the idea.

Then, the PC comes under attack. Turn your back for a minute and he's launched the Wall-e demo to play the sandstorm race portion of the game. *sigh* Eventually, I learn how to lock my keyboard. Oh, the frustration and the agony. So, Hoot starts hard booting the computer to get it to come up. It takes two days and many trips to the naughty mat to get that under control.

So, this week it has officially been two weeks since we pulled the cord. I put the Nintendo's power cord back into the closet with the game unit. I figure we have about another week before Hoot moves on to his next obsession. Yeah. Right.

Monday night, I come home and Nathan announces, without any prompting from Hoot, "I let him play the game." Just like that. Now how do you do, fine how are you. Nothing. So, once again I am the bad guy. I have to remove the power cord from the house. Then, I begin to wonder has he played the Wall-e game on my PC? Yep. Found out today when I checked just before I removed it permanently from my hard drive.

And all of that leads to:
Dirty word #5- nowalle. This is the new password to my keyboard. However, it makes doing anything, even paying bills online, virtually impossible unless Hoot is gone or asleep. That means all my late night online time has been filled with bill pay and such. Not fun. Maybe that'll be my next password: notfun

Phone call to the bookstore:
I see on my receipt that you only give store credit for text books when you return them within 14 days, but I got the wrong book and need to get another one.
You did say you have a receipt, right?
Yeah, I have my receipt, but I got the wrong book and I want to exchange it not get a store credit and its a textbook.
What's the book?
Well, I got an LSAT book, but like, I'm not supposed to take the LSAT. I supposed to take the GRE and if you give me store credit I won't be able to get the right book. So, I just want to exchange it.
Just bring your receipt and we'll get you all taken care of.
And I can get my GRE book?!

Hope she does well on that test....