Ahh, now I’m alone. It’s been a busy week and weekend, and now the wife in a rowboat is off to Florida for a big company meeting (“Everybody count off by 2’s. Good. Now, the 2’s are all invited to stay with the company. The 1’s will be escorted out by security at the end of this sentence.”). She’ll be back on Wednesday night. She left a big pan of ziti – cooking right now – which will serve as sustenance until her return.
How do I kill three days? I’m done with the wedding photos (some will be blogged soon). I’ve got four books from the library that I really should get around to reading. And there are a several (non-pornographic) movies I’ve been waiting to watch. We may be in love, but that doesn’t mean she loves the French New Wave as much as a hardcore film geek.
Tonight I watch baseball. I hate watching baseball. It’s about as exciting as golf during a weather delay. Snooze. I won’t even watch the world series. But…I will watch the College World Series when it involves the North Carolina Tar Heels.
Excuse me, my ziti is ready.