I think you should do a video DSR update.
Perhaps sitting in front of a fireplace wearing a smoking jacket enjoying a cigar and a drink.
Bwm:
Not quite.
Against the backdrop of a broken television resting atop another broken television (aluminum foil wrapped around one antenna), I see JC pounding keys on a Commodore 94, wearing a wife-beater tee-shirt, sitting in a cheap, plastic lawn chair in front of a space heater. As he paws away, I envision him swilling a Pabst on ice from a glass and puffing a Backwoods. All the while, a filthy, flea-bitten dog on a urine-soaked rug rests in front of him.
Such is idyllic life in a trailer park.