Frog in my throat

A frog has lodged itself down in my throat now since Sunday. Damn thing keeps me croaking. I can speak in a very very low devil possesed voice but any octaves above that comes out pretty squeaky. The little guy I am watching keeps looking at me strangely. Hard to read him his stories, but maybe he is entertained by the croaking! .

Yesterday I worked on the Plasticseattlb blog and injured my mouse! Did a lot of cut and paste of pictures and when I got home, mouse wasn't doing so well. Now I am down to the touch pad, which I hate, being that I am not that coordinated. I keep getting shuffled somehow to webistes that I don't remember asking for. I am sure the touch pad is giggling gleefully at its mischief while I sit and cuss in front of my computer.

A friend and I have been playing Vice City on my PS2. Geez she is ahead of me by two missions and both of us have times of wanting to throw the controller at the tv. Yet we still go back and keep playing....... We finally figured out that the little circle map at the bottom of the screen actually shows us where we are going as we walk, run, drive a car or steal a motorcycle and try and complete a mission. Well duh! sure makes it easier to play. Now if I can find the R3 button it keeps telling me to push! Where's a twelve year old when I need one? I am sure they could tell me.