Agreed. And cheers. I lived by myself the entire time I was in the service... 4 years in Europe, a combat tour though south-central Afghanistan, and finally Sin City. People often think
OMFG, you were in VEGAS? How fun. ... eh, not so much. I like it quiet. ... -ish. So yeah. Got tired of killing people for a living -- so now I'm pretty much back to exactly where I was before I left... just more broken and better with computers/networks/stuff/cheese/42.
Sometimes I'm glad I don't record the conversations I [We?] have these days.
Bleh. I have peoples' scrap I.T. equipment (big-kids'-toys), a bad-ass hunter-cat who noms the hell out of gophers, and an up-and-coming garden. Because I actually have nothing better to do. Kinda nice in its own way.

Might actually try to learn how to play the guitar I purchased 2 years ago to... ah well. One of these days.
Oi... back to work.