Avast, ye swabbies!

Thar be new items at ye Dizzney store, ahoy!

( ARRRRR!!! )

My AIM is true

Due to overwhelming popular request (OK, actually it was just calica, but she's nice), we've updated our AIM address to something we might actually remember: TIKISTITCH626. Only, now we have no buddies. Except Mr. Tikistitch, who is now sitting in the next room, 8 feet away, IM-ing us, and experimenting with changing his avatar to a Star Wars cereal box.

Oh well, in actual fact, we are much too spazzy to be much good at the whole IM business, but if you're too young and hip for email, you might try an IM.

Glitchy Stitchie

OK, so, here's the deal....



Went to the Stitch store this morning, and had a nice conversation with the clerk, who's also a big Stitch collector. He and his wife have set aside a room in their house for all the Stitch-itude, and even painted it Stitch colors. He listened intently while I told him about various strange and weird Japanese pieces I'd collected.

Finally, I asked him about Stitch Has a Glitch.

( And.... )

Revenge of the Choco Bear

After the fall of the Republic, Master Obi-Wan encountered some difficulty in upholding admission standards at the Jedi Academy.