It's funny how wife ack works.
My wifey is an Ol Time AW Widow... She hated the hours I spent flyin.
She worried alot.. here I was spending late hours at night flyin in the puter room.
She even once asked me with fire in her eyes "Who the Hell is Roger?" I laffed, she didn't.
When EA killed AW she rejoiced and thought that was it.
Then Aces High came along.
She once tried to lay down the Law on me about flyin and spending hours on the puter.
I grabbed my coat and headed for the door. She asked "Where are you going?"
I replied "Just out..to a bar. Gonna have fun with friends, drink alot and play."
"Well when ya coming home?" she asked. I told her "Don't know...maybe when I got tired and it wasn't fun for the night anymore...but there's always tomorrow."
Then realization set in... she looked at the puter, then me, the door, then the puter again...
and said the words I remember still today....
"Sooo that's a Spit huh? Can I bring you another Beer?"
Cold hard reality had set in and she knew if I was in the house drinkin, flyin and havin fun that she knew exactly where I was and what I was doing.
Now even after a bad Day she'll tell me to go fly a bit and bring me a drink.
I only get wife ack now when it's time to eat.

Mac