Kid Ninja, or some such.

When I was a small child, there was no such thing as Blockbuster Video (funny how things come around). Instead, there was Errol's Video, with a strange brown and gold colour scheme, and a pretty decent VHS selection. In my most frequently watched films, from that place, there was one, a piece of Asian Animation (maybe Japanese, maybe Korean) about a very small boy training to become a ninja. He had to do his chores, eat his vegetables, and train to be a ninja.

He had a signature move, which he used whenever he was doing his chores, called the "Ninja Sweep," which was just him spinning the broom as fast as he could, and causing a dust storm, blowing everything around a room, including people, and making far more of a mess than when he started.

I don't fully remember the name of this show, but I would really love to find it, again.

I'm going to go to bed, now, before I put my head through a keyboard.

Good night

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

Shouldn't I be more panicked, right now? I mean, tomorrow morning I leave to drive eight-ten hours go north for a week, to run around DC and Philadelphia, trying to visit as much family as possible, and then to jump back in the car, and drive 10-12 hours to get back here, to work, on Tuesday. But Nah. Everything's fine.

Presents are bought, made, about to be wrapped. Car is secured. Dinner has been eaten.

Dinner was delicious, too. I made a garlic, teriyaki, ginger chicken dish, with mixed veg as a the side. Would have worked well with rice, too, or fries, but we got all fried-out, last night at the Vortex.

Anyway, I should go to bed, now. I'll see you all, tomorrow, when I make it to DC.

Good night.