OK, my freaky compy problem is fixed now. Wha? Don't ask me how, cuz I have no idea. I'm starting to think this is a keyboard malfunction, tho.
Frickin cute and stuff, and I swear I have control of him. But the last few days, I've noticed a pattern of him whinnying and demanding various services from me, something I have no patience for. After correcting him a million times ("whatta ya say?"), I finally told him, "listen, you have to ask nicely and say please everytime you need something the first time or I'm not going to help you," and he countered with, "when I cry, that means please." Clever, but I didn't fall for it.
I love this blurry celly pic of him on the counter watching Cord make "PB&J sushi rolls."
And... lookie what new restaurant opened up down the road:
More stuff to say, brb...