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In honor of the Dreamcast's 10th anniversary yesterday I went down to the basement and hugged my little console, smiled wistfully at the likes of Jet Grind Radio and Shenmue, looked at the little Virtual Memory Unit thingos you could put into your controller and take out to play Tamagotchi-like games if you had Sonic Adventure (and which beep like mad when their batteries are dead and you turn the console on.)

Then I went upstairs to play a rock and roll video game which would have been impossible ten years ago. I miss that little DC like nobody's business, but we've come quite a ways since.

An update on the steps

The steps are, indeed, being worked on. When I came home today I found the rubble cleared away and the concrete foundation patched up. Patched up, one hopes, a little better than the last patch-up job which they did a few months back.

The stairs just need to be finished off now. I presume we'll get the concrete-on-brick treatment that we got the last time. In the meantime, they're good enough to gingerly walk on, so I don't have to keep using the back door.

We shall simply call this escapade Unexpectedly Demolished and await the next exciting chapter.