When the cat’s away…

Christine has been in the hospital for over two weeks now and I’m setting into my quasi-bachelor lifestyle, which I have not enjoyed/endured since college. My first item of business was to not do dishes or laundry for multiple days. I have since caught up, which was an ordeal. I’m considering bringing back the trencher. Also, who’s wearing all these clothes? I realize that it must be me, but if my neighbor told me that he’s been sneaking his clothes into my laundry, I would believe him.

My second item of business was to catch up on some important projects. I’ve now finished season one of The Clone Wars. I like that the show is styled – tongue-in-cheek – after adventure serials; the “our hero, Anakin Skywalker, is on a mission to…” voice-over announcements are fun. The show has issues that I could rant about at length, but it hasĀ  reawakened my love for Star Wars. I like the movies, but I’m more into the books. Timothy Zahn’s Heir to the Empire is one of the most important books in my history as a reader. A quick search of Wookiepedia (okay, I was there for like 2 hours) revealed that there are over 200 Star Wars books. I think I’ve only read 50ish. I found out that Zahn had a few Star Wars books I didn’t know about, so I’m working my way through those.

Also, I bought queen-sized Star Wars sheets. In my defense, they were on sale.