I'm now a grampa. Ben and Sara gave me pictures of their new addition to the McLean family to put on Oil Seller. The pictures look spectacular on Oil Seller's quality monitor.

Well it's back to work. I won't be spending as much quality time with Oil Seller for a while but I could use a little exercise at this point anyway. My book is coming along well and I hope I can still work on it a bit through the paving season.

Starcraft II is here. Luke and I have been playing on-line and of course I get my ass kicked constantly. I'm just not quick enough with the controls. Tactically I can compete but physically I'm just not smooth.

Nothing like a sound wholloping from Deep Red to remind me that I’m not really the master of anything. But I’m not my mind. Disidentify. Starve the pain-body.

Oblivion's a great game. I have to call John and talk to him all about it. Of course I named my character Trollmaster and needless to say, I got killed by the first troll I encountered. Then I turned down the difficulty setting and lived up to my title.

My sons bought me The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion game for Christmas. Needless to say Lucy wasn't thrilled but she's tolerating it for now. John and I had fun tweaking with his Open Jedi Project medieval swordplay mod too. The animations look great and the gameplay is smooth, although he says the graphics leave a little to be desired. I can't seem to beat him but I've never been very good with control pads. Who administers the Khet whackings though?

Lucy is expressing concern about the amount of time I spend with Oil Seller. But I feel like I'm really doing what I was meant to do. I'm working on my book more and I'm learning a lot about programming. I'll admit I'm on the web a lot, but overall I feel like Oil Seller is bringing out good creative stuff in me.