Katamari Damacy Is Ruining My Life!

A few years back the kids got Katamari Damacy for Christmas. They loved it. When 'We Love Katamari' came out, they wanted it for the following Christmas. A recent afternoon of boredom brought the game downstairs and they have been playing it. In a moment of weakness, they got me to play. Now I have better things to do with my time than go around a pretend Japanese world, pushing a little ball that collects objects. I know I have better things to do. I see those better things to do all over the house. I had just about gotten myself from the clutches of this evil, monotonous game when both of the kids completed the final level. Well, we thought it was the final level. Turns out that there is a final final level where you collect a million roses. A MILLION ROSES! Do you realize how long that takes? FOREVER! I thought I would help them out, so I've been playing that stupid game when the take a break, collecting those stupid roses, and we're only up to a measly 200,000 on L's game and less than that on R's. I thought L was going to have a melt down of the worst kind when the cord came out of the back of the Play Station and he lost 60,000 roses. I would not have blamed the boy at all. It's not a bad game by any stretch of the imagination. No violence. No blood. No nudity. It's just monotonous. Top that off with repetitive Japanese music that we don't understand one word of and you've got a doozy of a game! I don't know if I'll ever like roses again.

See, even Ginger is in on the action! Actually, the sounds do catch her attention and we'll see her watching the game while we play. Somebody send help...is there a Katamari Anonymous?

As for knitting, well, what knitting???? I started a pair of socks a couple of weeks ago and I'm to the heel of the second one - finally. I didn't think I'd ever get there. The sad part about it all is they are your basic generic, just knit, pair of socks and they are taking me forever!

We've been spending some time at Mom and Daddy's lately trying to help them with some computer problems. As a result, we've been spending a great deal of time with Scout and Gus - my feline sister and brother. Gus had an appointment on Monday to get 'tutored', well, that's what we call it. He was also declawed. That poor little booger. Normally he is a brat with a capital B-R-A-T. However, after two surgeries and lots of pain killers and penicillin and they found a parasite during surgery - he has been quite sad. Mom and R took him to the emergency vet last night to have him checked out. He was dehydrated, so they gave him a shot of some sort of fluid. It wasn't an IV, but I don't know exactly what it was. He's on a bland diet for a couple of days. Mom and Daddy are officially broke now. Man, emergency vet medicine must be where the money is. Last I heard he was doing much better. Thank goodness because he gave all of us a scare. The only one not sweating it out was Scout and I'm sure she ever wanted a little brother to begin with.

Time to find that sock and get knitting. The game is off for the moment and maybe I can get some knitting finished if I can get into before I hear that monotonous music again....maybe.