I’ve been thinking of a new moniker for my Miscmum header - you know, just in case Doctorow and I don’t pan out. Don’t worry, we will, fingers crossed, but here’s the alternate:

“Here be the last blog on earth that hasn’t discussed Wii”

Which could work, until, well, you realise that by discussing it you’ve discussed it, thus rendering the statement false.

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I have nothing against Wii. We may even get one in the future. No, we be gamers in this house.

Sorry, ‘Gamers’.

Adam gets twitchy if it isn’t given the formal pronoun he so vehemently believes it deserves.

To paint you a picture, here’s Keira’s bedtime story from several weeks ago, retold in almost exact detail:

Adam sits Keira on his lap and says, “Once upon a time there was a G15 Logitech keyboard. It was the best keyboard in the land. It had extra programmable keys with macro-features and an alluring orange glow to help us valliant Gamers punch our keys more accurately in the heat of battle, when we’re up against a high-ranking Alliance player who’s trying to gank us at Tanis….

[…and so on. You don’t need a blow-by-blow reconstruction.]

…The problem was, the Empress would not allow the Emperor access to said magical keyboard. She said he had yet to earn the right and the privilege for said purchase. This made the Emperor sad and was about to give up when he concocted a brilliant plan.

So he said to the Empress, ‘How’s about I get the keyboard and we can trial you with your own account for your adventures on WoW and we can do the fight of the Horde together, instead of separately.’

The Empress was intrigued and granted him his wish.

So he’s bought the bloody keyboard.

And, I must say, it’s rather naffy.