Last night, my mom and I went to the simulcast of Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me!‘s live show from New York. It was maybe a little odd seeing the show live on a big movie screen, but I’ve seen it live before — once in Chicago, and then at Carnegie Hall — and it was a lot of fun.
Today I didn’t do a whole lot, mostly just took advantage of my day off by sleeping late and lounging about. I watched a little TV — Community‘s episode was kind of dire; Supernatural was okay, but they’re maybe going to the Felicia Day well a little too often — and read some Kaleidotrope submissions. (I think I’m finally moving into stories submitted in February!) And played a little Bioshock. I glanced at my work e-mail, but I didn’t once turn on the laptop I brought home with me.
It’s altogether possible I’ll regret that come Monday morning, but right now I’m in three-day-weekend mode.
Oh, and lest I forget, my music mix from April. It’s just this thing I do:
- “A Place Called Home” by Kim Richey
- “We the Common” by Thao and the Get Down Stay Down
- “Breathing Underwater (Acoustic)” by Metric
- “When I’m Alone” by Lissie
- “The Humbling River” by Puscifer
- “There’s No Home for You Here” by the White Stripes
- “The Back Seat of My Car” by Paul McCartney