Thor

So. I got the TV going in the Living room, the Dishwashers running in the kitchen, backing up my laptop, looking at moms laptop, compiling a program on my server, checking in at work on vBox, and playing Bejeweled on my desktop, when there is a tug on my shirt sleeve. Years ago, I would have jumped through the window. I just look down and say, "Oh! Thor, you're home. I hope you had fun at Kathy's with her cats." And I realize I need to put some cloths into the washer.