Back when I worked at Software Etc there was a big rush on Barbie games. We couldn’t keep them on the shelves. People figured out when we were getting new shipments in and started lining up at our door hours before we opened in the hopes of getting their copy for Christmas. I’m still trying to figure out how a Barbie game could be a life or death necessity. If Scott were back from his parents we might be out right now fighting the crowds to shop, as this is traditional for his family. In fact, they are all probably out doing just that. But I’m looking out my window at a foggy gray sky and rain on the streets, and I’m thinking cleaning house is preferable.