then went to sleep.

Dreamed I was in a hollywood movie. No! Wait, that’s another dream. I dreamed I was in (You guessed it) a post apocalyptic robot planet being hunted by robots.

The Ogwife had designed a pretty bulletproof security system for our underground lair, and took a great deal of pride and pleasure at chasing bots around and annoying/blowing them up. The Oglet, being a cute teenager, was more troubled by the post apocalyptic teenage boys wanting to get in her pants, so she carried a Kukuri and had a collection of chins with goatees still attached hanging on her bedroom wall.

Don’t know why it was the chin rather than something more unsavory, but hey. I suppose I should be pleased she never let it get that far.

The ogwife stepped out into the thick of battle- to have a smoke. I was tired of her putting herself in harms way just to support her addiction, so I started installing kiosks all around the battlefielfd for free upogrades to Win 7. When the bots showed up they were injected with a healthy dose of Win Vista, which caused them to all shut down randomly and boot up with half of the plugins missing, so I was able to herd them all into the dump where I sprayed them with fuel oil and tossed in a match. The fire burned a long time, during which time I was in the doghouse for ruining the Ogwife’s fun.