I went to Futureshop last night to pick up a cable. The Sony Store had the same cable for $40, but FS had it for $15, so I went there. A lot of things have changed about that store that make it more OK to shop there. They’ve still got lots of room for improvement though.

I waited in line with my cable and $20 bill in hand, and when I got to the front of the line, the guy tells me that he can’t take cash. There was no sign, no way of knowing in advance that I’d gotten in a “no-cash” lineup, but there it was. Thankfully it wasn’t too busy, so the lineups weren’t super long. Still, I had to wait in line twice just to pay for the silly thing (which should have come with the thing that I bought it for, but that’s a rant for another day.)

Ever since we decorated the gingerbread house, William has wanted to see it before bed. Every night before bed, we’ve trooped down the stairs, to the cold room to say goodnight to the gingerbread house. Invariably, he sees the rod hockey table down there, and wants to play hockey, but I’ve gotten him to accept just saying goodnight to the hockey players instead. Well, half of them. He tells the other half (the leafs) that they suck.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “I hereby declare this day to be Snow Day, the funnest day in the history of Springfield.” - Mayor Quimby