A relatively boring weekend, I spent much of it in a Monk-athon. Not that I secluded myself like a monk (that's normal for me), but because I was watching many episodes of the obssessive-compulsive detective, Monk played by Tony Shalhoub. I borrowed the DVDs discretely fromkylecassidy while he and trillian_stars  are away in New Orleans. Every time I'm downstairs, of course, Roswell just has to have attention, so I end up with her in my lap while I go through the Monk DVDs to see which I might want to watch.

Of course, I also played pinball for a while, but I guess the machine is tired of me because one of the flippers has gone out. We'll have to fix that; how can I set a new high score with only three flippers? Last time we fixed it involved a lot of 'on hold' time with the professionals at the repair shop and much of that time was spent inventing a drink for the occasion. Like so many of our spur-of-the-moment drink concoctions though, this one -- dubbed the Pinball Repairman -- went horribly wrong. Indeed, we felt it needed something to represent the pinball so ended up putting a jawbreaker gumball in it. Needless to say, the candy coating melted off making an odd reaction with the alcohol and coloring the whole thing a rather vile tone. The taste was not much better. It's always an adventure at chez Cassidy but we'll all be happier when he and Trill return. I'll leave it to him to explain the drink we called the Velociraptor (which he probably already has on his blog, along with the Pinball Repairman, come to think of it).