It's a cruel, cruel summer....

this heat is making life difficult, with large periods of humidity. Why does living in the northeastern part of North America have to be so difficult. I'd move to Phoenix, but they won't have their hockey team much longer.

Listening to "Turn Up the Radio" by Autograph right now (the American band, not the Russian one)...I love cheesy rock anthems, I don't care that a 14 year old could write them. Besides everybody knows that the best generic rock song is by Tom Petty. "She likes to party, she likes to rock. She's concerned with the state of public education." (Who wants to play the bass?) I know, I know, it's only rock'n'roll camp, but I like it... (5 points to the first person that guesses the reference...)

The best part about basement blogging is that I can listen to tunes and not put up with Mrs. Mattcaveman's TLC addiction. Apparently, there is another show about quintuplets (yay! How did we live without it. At least it's not "I hate Kate...."). Plus there is the Cake Boss, so forget about changing the channel.

Speaking about basements and gaming (because you know I'm going to get there) I have com across this little gem on the net and felt the need to pass this on as a wish room project I really would like to do: http://kotaku.com/5487938/the-worlds-greatest-dungeons--dragons-room/gallery/ . Apparently it took this guy two years to complete, but makes me really jealous is the amount of stuff he has. I am so frothing at the mouth. I get to play D&D this Friday; my dwarf character comes out of summer "retirement" and I get to enjoy hopefully a new bunch of enemies to kill. Reading D&D/fantasy themed webcomics doesn't always cut it. (No substitute for the real thing, I guess.)

(I think my next evil boss ogre henchman is going to named "The Ogre formerly known as Mrs. Gosselin....")

I love a good fight in fantasy violence land. Rolling that critical at just the right time makes me all gooey inside (of course, the creature I've killed is gooey on the outside.)

Watched the episode of Voyager earlier where Tuvok briefly becomes a Borg. As a Vulcan, I can only imagine what would go through a telepath's mind when all those voices and thoughts become a part of him without using the ability, and he can't turn them off. I think the last thing that would be going through his mind after that experience is a phaser blast. And how the hell did Klingons get caught by the Borg? There aren't that many cubes in the Alpha Quadrant. (Not since Locutus' cube was destroyed after J.L.P. got off it, I think.)

I would like to purchase so much...thank God for Ebay. :)

This is my last entry for August. In the words of Green Day, "Wake me up when September ends"....because my wedding anniversary is October 1.

Good night, folks.