Fizzy! Nice to see your smilin' face. (Not that you other guys are slouches. I make it my business to try to get you all to smile every so often.) I assume you've been busy and the school year has now come to an end at last?
Hmm, Friday night I was watching our first-ever Blu-Ray, and disappointed both with the movie itself and with Blu-Ray, which doesn't seem to have any sharper a picture than regular DVDs, just a buttload of extra features we don't especially want. (Picture-in-picture commentary, the ability to look up actors' other credits while the movie's on... yawn.) I was expecting better.
Trevor, we'll be watching the Sox on TV tonight. Well, I'll probably be half-watching, which I prefer unless I'm physically at the game.
Komnena, in yesterday's mail we got a card about VOA being in our neighborhood next weekend, so the plan is for me to spend some time this coming week logging and boxing items for give-away. It's usually not too bad once I get started, when I have certain items in mind at least. Which I do, some anyway.
Rant: Why don't adults teach kids courtesy on trails shared by walkers, runners, and bikes? Today's a lovely day and lots of groups of kids, led by adults, were bike riding on the Erie Canal towpath. Mr. Maryn got bumped by a kid on a bike, and I got bumped twice. No injuries, but someone needs to be instructing them on the basic courtesies of sharing a trail, like calling out, "On your left" before you pass someone, and choosing not to pass when people are coming from the other direction, because someone's going to be forced off the path. Here endeth the rant.
Maryn, who was annoyed at the leaders' lack of leadership