Parents will be in town on Friday -- on their way to a wedding, they're going to do some work on my kitchen. Pardon me while I commence cleaning frantically.

Yeah,. yeah, I know, I'm 32 and the whole cleaning situation is pathetic -- I've come to terms with it.

Things I have learned from watching TV tonight: Space is not kind to adorable puppies, and there need not be a discernable plot if the "story" calls for a Vulcan babe getting naked-ish. (Thank you, Enterprise. And UPN -- you passed on Firefly but show this crap? Feh.) Also: I really, really don't like flesh-eating zombies. And in other news, Alzheimer's disease scares the hell out of me, and Aaron Sorkin sure can write. Also, Matthew Modine? Still pretty hot.

Now you know.

Hi, Kevin.