The trip to Sullivan and back wasn't bad, and I got gas for $2.08 in Linton (although there were quite a few stations there selling it for $2.29, which is expensive even by Bloomington standards). The Wamsleys liked the clock we got them, and Chris and Jade were suitably impressed by the options in their new George Foreman G5 Grill. The Wamsley parents also gave me the Christmas presents for myself and Curt, but I won't let on what those are until Curt opens his. I accomplished a few things in Contact while watching a Pinks marathon on the Speed channel... it's actually a pretty entertaining show. I'm finding that I don't mind sports much when I happen to be watching them. I'm afraid I'm turning into someone other than myself, but maybe that's for the best.
Once I got home, I fired up the Capcom Classics Collections. I finally beat Final Fight, owing largely to the infinite continues. It turns out that, to no great surprise, the second one doesn't work with the 32 MB memory card, but while the game itself couldn't read the file, it wasn't corrupt enough to destroy any other data, and the browser still recognized it as a C2 save. Still, I copied the data from both games to an 8 MB card just to be safe.
I was thinking about heading over to do some shopping early tomorrow morning before work, but I think I'll be better off heading in early, hoping for some admin leave, and doing the shopping in the evening once some of the Black Friday crowd has (hopefully) thinned. I run the slight risk of Curt coming home before I get out to the shops, but I don't think he'll be so quick to leave New Jersey. I'm considering just picking up his present on Saturday morning, when I do my entertainment shopping. If he's home to see me bringing in the bags, he won't know which one holds his present anyway. If not, then I just have to hide it until I can wrap it, label it, and slap a card on it.
So, in short, happy Thanksgiving, and don't get trampled in a mall crowd tomorrow.