My Day

Pam spotted a nail sticking in her left-front tire, so getting it fixed intruded into my schedule today. That schedule had featured three things:

  1. Work on a new website for work (we're in a rebranding initiative).
  2. Go to the table tennis club.
  3. Go work out at the YMCA.

Instead, I worked on number 1, got the tire patched, and then resumed working on number 1 until about 10 p.m. Made Swedish meatballs over noodles in the crockpot, too, which was waiting when Pam got home from work around 6 p.m.

The Tire Barn repaired the tire. Said it would take about an hour. So I grabbed a New Yorker magazine and headed across the street to McDonald's. That McD's had some comfortable, heavily padded chairs with a big-screen TV displaying Fox News. I sat there reading Jeffry Toobin's superb article about the mess at Guantanamo, and the Bush Administration's lack of basic humanity, cluelessness about what it means to live in a free society, disdain for the rule of law, and apparent hidden psychological admiration for glorious totalitarianism. The article was written objectively, but I managed to inject oodles of subjectivity. Perhaps you could tell.

And that was my day. Pam went to bed 45 minutes ago. SNL starts in 15 minutes. Will I stay up to at least catch the opening bit?

Yeah, I think I will.

Posted on April 12, 2008 11:16 PM|

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