Baggage, Prague, and other ramblings

So I said my next post would be about compensation and all of that...I lied, get used to it. AA found my bag even though it literally had over 6 tags from differnet airlines and places on it. Everything was inside, nothing damaged, still pissed about it though.

I decided to go for a visit to Prague. That is the Czech Republic if anyone other than Arbusto decides to read this, not the Czechleslovkia. Although I did meet a very cute Slovakian girl with an Irish accent. The women there are incredible...I can't say more without having to clear my keyboard off after I think about them. The architecture was pretty sweet too. I will not bore you all with photos, just my words. I also went and saw a Torture Museum, cue scary music. I was thinking it was going to be a ripoff of like one cool thing and then a bunch of pictures and descriptions. There were actually a ton of cool things in it including a saw. What pretell do they do with a saw? Glad you asked, they would hold "witches" upside down by their ankles and saw. Yes that means they would start between the legs and saw to the head, and for some reason it was considered a humane form of torture. I think the ol' Prez would have liked those times.

What else to update you with....oh yeah my slingbox is not working. It is the contraption where I can watch my TV back home from my computer. What do I have to do to fix it only send a CD I have here home, buy a completely new router, and then have someone connect it from there while talking to my ISP to open a port so I can watch it. And my family cannot even figure out how to work the remotes of my TV. I have no idea who will be able to do this for me.

Crazy bird updates:
I have a pigeon nesting outside my window with two baby pigeons (what the hell do you call them). I have watched them grow up from hatchlings till now where they can fly, problem is I opened my window and one nearly flew in before I hurridly shut my window. Stupid pigeons.

I also nearly had a bird poop on me again, well not me as so much as my ice cream cone. The scary part was if I had not been looking I would not have noticed and would have eaten...well you get the point. It missed by centimeters and for all of you incapable of learning the metric system, tough.