At least I had some form of pants on.

So I’m still eagerly awaiting the second box of the great Star Wars Haul of 2006, and there ws a knock on the door this morning not long after I woke up. The first order of business before opening any door in this house is to Secure The Kitten, for she is mischief incarnate on four little furry legs and is curious as, well, a cat. So I grabbed some shorts and got them on, grabbed Olivia, and then opened the door.
Now, let me just say that, for folks who are in the business of either saving your soul or informing you that your soul needs urgent saving, it seems like the sight of a barefoot guy wearing khaki shorts and not much else, and brandishing a squirming kitten who looked like she was kickboxing the air, seemed to scare off a couple of perfectly good Jehovah’s Witnesses in very short order. Or maybe it was me saying, “And here I was hoping for the Death Star.” All of that stuff rolled up together seems like it should almost be indicative of someone who really needs some help. 😆 But leave they did.
Just gotta survive tonight at work and then I can relax, rest, and get ready for OVGE. The table layout can now be seen here, and I’ll be hawking some wares such as Doctor Who CDs, assorted DVDs and maybe even a game or two. Plus you can drop by and play with a real live Magnavox Odyssey, Altair 8800 or Atari Video Music – now how cool is that?