Reinventing Howie Howie and I decided to hook up at his place after work to play on his Xbox 360. Instead, we wound up spending most of the night cleaning his place. I'm kind of a neat freak, and if I'm going to be hanging out at Howie's place, it's got to be cleaner than the fur and dust covered pigsty that it is.

He vacuumed the living room carpet while I mopped the kitchen floor. He scrubbed the shower while I scrubbed the toilet. He brushed his cats while I cleaned the kitty litter. Sure, I got stuck with all the dirty work, but at least the place is clean now.

Only time will tell if I've motivated Howie enough so that he'll keep the place clean. If not, well, I guess I could help again. Much to my surprise, Howie and I have become friends, so it looks like I'll be hanging out there from time to time.

Now that I've shown him how nice his place can be when it's clean, my next goal is to convince him that he'd look so much better if he shaved off his pathetically thin blond mustache. After that, I'll tackle the short-sleeved shirts.

I don't expect to make a silk purse out of this sow's ear, but is a leather wallet too much to ask for?
- Bernie  ¶ 9:46 PM