Gee, that feels nice.
I slept in nearly until noon today. I awoke earlier with a headache. I took one of my magic pills and slept some more. This afternoon, I watched some shows with Patricia, including last night's SNL, which was hosted by someone named Ronda Rousey. A quick wikipedia search tells me that she is a female MMA fighter. Apparently, she lost a major fight with another female MMA figher a couple of months ago. Imagine. Two women fighting, and it wasn't over a man.
The new X-Files miniseries debuts this evening. Fox has only been beating us over the head with this show for the last six months. There is no excuse not to know about this show. My ancestors know that the show is about to start. Out of sheer spite, I will not watch it this evening but will record it instead. So there.
I am still thinking about the first chapter of Tim Bousquet's "Dead Wrong", which I wrote about last evening. I do hope that you decide to check it out. It is excellent reading, and I can't wait to see where it is going. BTW, Tim started work on this series long before "Serial" and "Making of a Murderer", so you can't accuse him of jumping on a bandwagon.
The end of another weekend. Where do they go?
See you tomorrow, folks.
Bevboy
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