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This is a video of my cat Jack, who got himself stuck
between the window and the screen.
It is also poorly commentated by none other than myself.
[I take videos for my parents back home, so they can see what my life in Henderson is like.]

Why I love The Office:

Dwight: Jim, Jim, Jim. Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim, Jim.

Jim: Oh, hey Dwight.

Dwight: I am going to be your new boss. Heheheh. It is my greatest dream come true. Welcome to the Hotel Hell. Check-in time is now, check-out time is never.

Jim: Does my room have cable?

Dwight: No! And the sheets are made of fire!

Jim: Can I change rooms?

Dwight: Sorry, we're all booked up! Hell convention in town.

Jim: Can I have a late check-out?

Dwight: I'll have to talk to the manager.

Jim: You're not the manager, even in your own fantasy?

Dwight: I'm the owner. The co-owner with Satan!

Jim: Okay, just so I understand it, in your wildest fantasy you are in hell, and you are co-running a bed and breakfast with the devil.

Dwight: Yeah, but I haven't told you my salary yet.

Jim: Go.

Dwight: Eighty thousand dollars a year!

Something about Henderson You Should Know


On sunny, cloudless days, Henderson looks quaint and homey. On dreary, cold, wet days, Henderson looks like it got left behind. The Kirk Cameron kind.