This week, my iPod decided it was going to have its own moment of silence for Jobs. I let it have it's moment of peace, but the problem is it hasn't stopped. Or, more accurately stated, it hasn't started working again. That's just lame, Apple.

A few months ago, my wife and I got a cat. She is a good cat. My wife wanted to name her Poppins (after Mary Poppins for a long story reason) and I wanted to name her Penny (from Dr. Horrible). There was much discussion and after a scientific study (placing the names on note cards and placing a treat on top of each; the winner decided by whichever treat she ate first) it was determined that her name was Poppins. Lauren and I both had cats growing up and looked forward to the independent, semi-affectionate cat we remembered.

This cat is anything but. She plays fetch. She likes to sit on our shoulders. She likes to sleep on our heads. She will hope into my lap when I'm playing Xbox. She likes to play in water (including getting in the shower with you). Cat is crazy.

I wish there was more happening in my life that I could update you on, but there isn't. Life consists of finishing tax school (little to no excitement going on there), job hunting, and playing video games.