All my exes live in...well, not Texas, that's for sure. Helped one ex and her husband (a good friend, as well), unpack a bit in their new house yesterday. Moving is such a pain in the ass. I'll be doing that soon. Maybe I'll cryptically label all of my boxes: kitchen utensils? No, prosecutor's exhibit #3. Cd's? How about digitally enhanced plastic. And books can be labelled dead trees and ink. And so forth. Hey, anything to put a little humour into an otherwise straining (literally and figuratively) event.