Hey Capt and Princess...I got a nickname now!!

I have been dubbed The Puppetmaster...which totally cracks me up. Of course theres also this weird mental picture of me surrouned by evil looking marionettes while I concoct potions using thier strings. Directing them into a small army to cut the ankles of unsuspecting foes. Hiding them in dark corners as my villanous spies...wasn't there some horrid movie by that name? Who knows, but I must begin assembling my mutant army now.

On other interesting news, I can now crack my collarbone...only on the side where I hurt my arm...somehow I don't think this is normal.

And because I'm typing this before my first cup of coffee...I have a cup that says "Wench: serving since the 11th century" and another cup called "Knight: the other white meat". So this morning in his brain fog the Geeky Spouse took the wench cup. And proceeded to start calling for his bodice, when I pointed it out to him. Now I have to clean the coffee off my monitor.