Fly little Birdies Fly. . . How can I help you if you won't help yourselves

I didn’t really do anything incredibly interesting this weekend, but this is a blog about the mundane as well as the fantastical, Wow I’m surprised that’s a real word. On Friday we drank and played chess. I know twice in one month, Its been insane lately. On Saturday, ran some errands, made progress on my book, and played a little bit of video games. I forgot what jerks there are on x-box live. Ever since I found out that there are 650 attainable levels and not just 65 as I had since thought, I have lost a lot of will to play. After about 45 hours of play I’m on level 51. You may understand why I shrink from committing the necessary hours to reach World At War stardom. We went to the hobby store on Sunday mostly hopping to find something to do and were able to fix my helicopter for like 4 bucks. Flew that when I got home, it was a shitload of fun, but I’m still waiting for the “Perfect Calm.” You have no control over the direction if there is any wind at all, and I would like to see how it handles when there isn’t any. Oh. We also watched several movies on Sunday. Phone Booth, much better than expected, and I finally watched the whole Forest Gump, which was not as unbearable as one would expect with such a movie. Anyway that’s what I did this weekend. How about you?