Recently my wife complained to me that I spend too much time on the computer, and not enough time with her. To rectify the situation, we decided to turn the upcoming weekend into a moviefest -- the idea being that we'd cuddle up on the couch and watch a whole slew of flicks. So on Friday evening, I headed out to Blockbuster to rent some movies.
Upon returning from the store, I put the videos on the coffee table and headed into the kitchen to get the popcorn ready. When I returned to the living room she hurled a mousepad at my head. I guess she didn't like my selection of videos:
