I'm starting to loathe titles

There's too much self-inflicted pressure to come up with a witty title for a post.

I watched House with the folks last night and at one point my mom urgently said, "Rewind it!" My father obliged and mom then said, "Look at the lower right side of the desk." On the right side of Wilson's desk, under a lamp, was a game my uncle invented. It was cool to see it but sad at the same time. My uncle got a patent for it and everything but went into business with the wrong guy. Said guy basically robbed my uncle of millions. They went to court but I never really heard what happened. The whole thing is depressing. Never sign anything without letting a lawyer look at it. But my uncle was thrilled to see it on TV and was even thinking that perhaps they pick it up and play with it between takes.