Of course, now when my phone rings, I don't want to answer it. I just want to lean back and bask in the brilliance of Quincy Jones.
Saturday, I managed to drag my slightly hungover self out of the house for the US vs. Ghana match. Such a bummer. They really did outplay us, but I…
Sunday, drove to Charlotte, lunch at a Sonic off the highway, dinner at Waffle House, which has really gone down hill: fake butter, fake syrup, limp…
Well, we're back from the trip, which was great, and I'll talk about that soon, but first I've got to talk about the final episode of Lost. I…