Last night, after a marathhon session of Battlefront II, and Halo 2 with some friends I signed up for my Xbox Live account. It is free, and . . . fun?

As a testement to the addictive ideology, I was up until. . . 3 am. Live usually isn't the only gaming that keeps me up until all hours of Sunday mornings, but that doesn't change the issue.

I was ready to skip meetings this morning, get more sleep, and say whatever to responsibilities, but my wife asked, "What would you do if your teenage son did the same thing?"

I didn't respond, because I knew the answer.

She kindly pointed out I would suspend such activities if it interfered with his responsibilities.