Gentlemen, leave my mother out of this!

Ah yes, nothing is more soothing than the dulcet tones of a pre-pubecent male screaming racial epithets at your mother. There is just something about it that makes me think of home. It's almost like Frank Sinatra or Elvis singing Christmas songs when you are sitting by the fireside.

The folks at 1up have a nice little feature on the Top 10 Things Learned from Xbox Live headsets. Screaming and yelling at idiots has become common place when playing games over the net. It's a quick read but a good one. Definately goes well with the companion Top Gamer Tantrums.

In other news, we got our Christmas tree up. Along with the tree goes about 40 boxes of decorations and other garbage ornaments. I'm hoping the wife will see how much crap she has and throw some of the hand-me-downs out. My garage is breathing a sigh of relief now that the boxes have been moved out, but now you can't use the living room. Thank goodness for the "Bat Cave."