I would have been a lot happier if Katie had deigned to show up for Christmas dinner, but I am reminded of the comment regarding 50 dollars and Kid Shelleen, so I’ll just leave it at that. He that hath ears, let him hear. At some point I should deliver her housemates’ presents.
We’re having a bit of an Aaron Sorkin fest and working our way through Sports Night. We also re-watched Bon Cop Bad Cop, this time with Keith, who loved it (and why not, it’s a simply adorable action flick that dances with enthusiasm with every single buddy cop movie trope). After they were playing Borderlands in co-op mode. The soundtrack for that game ROCKS, I want to download it.
My new beau is hanging with his kids so I am free to go to the housefilk @ Cindy’s this afternoon and stay late. So, church in the morning and filk in the afternoon. It should be a musical day. Now to sweet talk Jeff into letting me borrow the car.
There is garlic/basil/scallion bread in the breadmaker right now; it will be ready in a couple of hours.
Paul’s visiting Lois and Bob.
Jeff wandered around the house yesterday continuing to seal leaky windows and doors. It’s been quite cold, even for December; every morning there is a skin of frost on everything. I heard foghorns on the river at 3 this morning; that and my back woke me up.
