The Socialist and I finally finished that stupid Trivial Pursuit game that's been going for two weeks. I won, on a sports and leisure question, but it was absolutely pure luck. The question had something to do with "What future presidential candidate signed off of some trade of some player from somewhere to somewhere else?" I didn't have a clue, so I tried to be facetious about it and said "George W. Bush". Turns out that it was the right facetious answer. The Socialist took it with good graces - by rights he was robbed of the game.

I slept until 2:00 this afternoon. That's mostly because I didn't get to sleep until quite late last night ... actually, this morning rather than last night. I won't bother getting into they whys and wherefores except to say that it wasn't insomnia and I slept like a log when I finally did tuck myself in under the covers.

I woke up to an absolutely gorgeous day. It was in the mid-sixties out! I'd forgotten what mid-sixties felt like. The Socialist had errands to do, so I took myself out for a drive (after discovering that I couldn't get the taxes done until Tuesday). Windows rolled down, the doo-wop station cranked up, and a full tank of gas in the car. It just doesn't get better than that.

Got the dates for the SciFi channel shows mixed up. "Riverworld" isn't until later this month. "Children of Dune" starts tonight though. Tonight I plan to couch potato, which anymore is my version of "eat, drink and be merry". Tomorrow it's back to the grind.