Never was a Fleetwood Mac fan. Didn't help that my little sister played Gypsy over and over and over again, singing off-key the whole time. As for the others, I'm not familiar with either the game or the TV show.
Hey Cary! Nice little batch of reviews you've been working on. I'll head over to Gamer Dad after work and read the reviews.
I play Bejeweled 3 on my laptop, and Iost my save file when my laptop kicked the bucket. It was fun regaining what I'd lost, though.
I haven't watched the last couple of episodes yet, but there have been a few "who are you and what have you done with Booth?" moments over the last few seasons.
Red Johnson's Chronicles is a point and click adventure-type game where you're looking for a murderer. The art style reminds me a little of Hotel Dusk, but the game isn't all that and a bag of chips.
Love both of those songs. Dougie MacLean is playing up here sometime soon. Must remember to get tickets...
As for kilts - my friend Edmund is in the Canadian Army and has a regimental kilt in olive drab that he wears every so often at one of the gatherings we attend together, and my friend Chuck runs ultra marathons in a kilt. Kilts are sexy 
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Hey Wayde 
! I'll give you the short version of my issues with Bones: piss-poor science. Several months ago, I watched an episode where Hodgins comes back to the group with "the win scales come from a rare beetle called the emerald ash borer that is only found in the blah-blah highlands of blah." The emerald ash borer is not in the least rare, we should only wish it were. It's an invasive beetle from Asia that is munching its way through the east, destroying ash trees as it goes. I fumed and sputtered, and Jason pointed out that not everyone knows about that particular bug. But it still bothered me, I mean, with the internet so readily available, it wouldn't have been particularly difficult to check. Then, about a month or so ago, there was an episode where Hodgins identified a substance as bird poop from a peregrine falcon. Now, I have doubts as to whether it's actually possible to figure that out from some bird poop, but I don't know enough about the subject. What I flipped out about was when they went to a crime scene location at night and the falcons were on the ground guarding a rotten foot. Peregrines don't roost on the ground. Peregrines don't eat carrion. Peregrines are not at all active at night. Just about any birder can tell you those three things, and it took me 30 seconds on the computer to double check my facts, and all I did was put "do peregrine falcons eat carrion?" into the search box. Nothing fancy, no secret decoder ring needed. Now you have my rant, lol. I find it ironic that they do such a bad job with their scientific fact checking on a show where the main characters are all so devoted to science.
Glad you liked Meteora. I wish I could find a video of them doing that eastern European hymn a capella in three part harmony. That was transcendently beautiful.
I once asked a vet, and he said that there are trace minerals that they're lacking in their diets. He also suggested sprinking meat tenderizer on their food, as it contains some of those trace minerals and might cut down on the poo snacking. That's called coprophagia, by the way. Sometimes it's behavioral, too, but usually with their own poop. And most canids have cast-iron digestive systems.
I'm glad the owl has a good home with Hope. Bread isn't good for any birds, and especially not a fledgling carnivore. That's not me in the pic, that's Hope, who runs Wind Over Wings. I'm hoping that someday I might be able to do that, though. There is a slight chance I may be volunteering with Wind Over Wings and learning how to handle Zachariah, though . You can check out the great work Hope does at WInd Over Wing's website.
Not much about Shatner, as far as I can tell. That's probably in his biography, though.
I also realized as I was listening to Crossing the Bar again that there seem to have been two separate sheets of lyrics going around, one with more verses than the other. Well, we still don't sound too bad, and there is something special about singing with a bunch of your close friends for something that is that personal.
It was National Park Week? And Socks the Cat ftw!
The parents will usually do a pretty good job of trying to raise the chick, even if it isn't in the nest. You did the right thing in backing off. It's a hard thing to do, though, isn't it?
As for dogs, well, mine has been snacking at the Litter Box Buffet lately, something that I find exceedingly disgusting. I don't mind him scarfing up cat vomit (he does a better job cleaning it up that I do, lol), but poop is too much.
