Stacey called the cops on some punk kids doing laps around the neighborhood like it's a race track. Apparently I wasn't the only one that called. I was informed that the cops were en route.
Stacey just set the crockpot for 8 hours. Vegetable chili is in store for my work Christmas party tomorrow. It smells pretty awesome, so I can only hope it tastes that way. Tonight would be an inconvenient time for a crockpot malfunction.
I'd like to know what the point of the "Daylight saving time" menu option on my camera is. It's turned on, but the blasted thing didn't actually do anything. My camera's been an hour off since the time changed.