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I have one!  The best part about it is that it changes your “Mii” (the virtual you that you’ve created on the Wii) to the appropriate width according to your weight.  The more you weigh, the chubbier your on-screen Mii becomes!   Having a video game that requires you to weigh yourself before playing it everyday makes me want to put a bunch of change in my pocket and take it out slowly over the next few weeks, or develop low self esteem.

One of the handful of reasons for the month + 1 day of no posting was a move to a new apartment. The location is great – right on the main drag, which means good restaurants, nearby stores, and things to see from our 4th floor window. Yesterday, for example, I saw my first car accident.

Around 4 pm I hear a honk, screech, kablam (ok, the explosion is a bit of an exaggeration) from outside. I take up my hanging-out-the-window-pose, and notice that 6 or 7 neighbors in the building across the street have done the same. It looks like a big hummer with custom rims and “DA CLICK” detailed across the back window has hit a small something-or-other car while it was double parked…

The plot thickens when neither party talks to each other. They both get out of their cars and looked upset, but neither strays toward the other. ‘Da Click’ gets on the phone and makes a few calls (presumably to the cops) but that’s about it.

15 minutes later it turns out that Da Click didn’t call his cops, he called his posse. There are now 7 large, tattooed men looking angrily at the Hummer. Clearly outnumbered, the middle-aged Polish couple from the little car start to chat with friends on the street. Soon they have a gang of about 8 assembled.

Things were at a pretty boring standstill, so I called the cops.

30 minutes later, it was resolved fairly predictably. Cops forced an exchange of insurance information, made everybody leave, etc. Calling the police didn’t spice things up quite the way I thought it would, but maybe next time I’ll consider heckling. Or water balloons. All-in-all Memorial Day kicked off what looks to be a jam packed, ultra-productive summer hanging out my window for hours at a time watching things happen on the street.

1. Steal – I’d like some home decor: maybe from Pottery Barn, or ABC home.  Then again, Home Depot has some nice counter tops and sink fixtures – but I’d need to get a few friends to help carry those, and we’ll likely be in a state of anarchy and distrust of one-another.  I could also use a scooter.

2. Break open a fire hydrant – I hope it’s hot that day!

3. Have a small bonfire – I like doing it.  Though it has gotten me tickets before – but police will probably have other things on their mind that day.

4. Park illegally, right in front of my building – same rationale as #3.

5. Buy a puppy – I’d like a dog, but it would be irrational for me to get one in my current transient apartment situation.  Riots seem like the just time to engage in some irrational, pleasurable behavior which may down the line have unwanted consequences.  For me, this means getting a staffie-terrier mix.