I spent a bunch of money on Weezer

It made me feel better, I don't know what good it'll do him. As if employing him wasn't good deed enough. But I guess it's your job to look after your idiot relatives. I guess it's not nice to call someone in the hospital an idiot. But I bought him stuff... Lots of nice stuff... And I'm sorry about the time I said I didn't think he had asthma, he was just too stupid to breathe.

Mom called with bad news...

Weezer is in the hospital. Hasn't been taking his medication and the idiot has probably been smoking weed. He had a really bad asthma attack. I mean call the paramedics to resuscitate him bad. Fortunately there was a good customer in the store who called for help, took the key off him to lock everything up behind them and e-mailed me through the website about what to do with the keys. You guys are awesome, better than customers and less trouble than friends. Certainly less trouble than my family. Just kidding family! Anyway, right now he's on a ventilator, though the doctors told his parents that since he got oxygen and apparently never stopped breathing completely, there probably isn't any brain damage. (Proves they didn't know him before, I guess) I asked if I should come home, though I don't know what I'm going to do besides open the store and Ellen (safely in possession of the keys, thank you) said she could sit there and just handle basic purchases. Mom says Weezer doesn't seem to be dying or anything and that it wouldn't help anything for me to cut short my IMPORTANT BUSINESS TRIP. It's important and it's business, 'kay?

I wonder if the combination of popcorn fumes and Febreeze did him in? I assume God looks after Weezer because he can't do it for himself, but just in case I did sort of quietly put in a good word for him and if you go for that kind of thing, it probably wouldn't hurt. He's harmless to people, hard on property and the only stoner asthmatic employee cousin I got.

We spent a whole morning looking at toys!

Well, customized action figures and dioramas and the sort of stuff dorks with talent devote themselves to. I took lots of pictures. I was still a little dizzy from planning my life, but pleased that I'd hooked up with a girl who has been dying to see some Tom Strong action figures as much as I have. Maricel actually does customize figures. She uses the Volks stuff to make some pretty fantastic anime inspired figures. Did I mention she was awesome?