Sunday

Thanks, cosmic, for the Classy Blog award! I feel like one of the big kids now!

So I did indeed go to Target and to visit the grandcat today, despite not sleeping so well, but I did sleep later and I guess that made it possible for me to function.

We're having a very strange day of weather. It was supposed to be bitter cold, very windy, and snowing/sleeting all day. Instead, we had a bit of slick snow this morning, then the sun came out and dried it off the roads, and since then we've been alternating sunny skies with snow squalls. R called from DC a couple of hours ago to ask about the weather here because she and her colleagues had heard that it was "snowing sideways" up here. I looked out the window and told her that it was, indeed, snowing sideways, but there was hardly any snow, just massive wind. Anyway, they were going to try to get an earlier train, which I doubt they did because I haven't heard from her yet and she'd be on the earlier train already, but not on the one they were scheduled for. Either way, it makes the difference between her getting here to B-Town at ten or at eleven, and really, it's not snowing anymore and nothing stuck and the radar is clear, so I guess she'll be okay at whichever time she gets in. She may choose to sleep here tonight, or not; we'll see what time she gets in.

So I'm watching season two of Barney Miller on DVD, and probably the younger ones among you have no memory of this excellent TV show, and maybe never even heard of it. It was brilliant. Most people, though, know who Abe Vigoda is, and he was famous as Detective Fish on this show, the old, tired, stoop-shouldered cop just minutes away from retirement. So I looked it up, and when the series started, Abe Vigoda was 54 years old! (Yes, that's a year younger than I am.) He looked 70 then. (Although I saw him in a nearby mall once, and he looked somewhat healthier than he did on screen. Not much younger, but healthier.)

Anyway, I'm waiting to hear what's up with R, and I need to go eat some dinner. I find that when I get hungry these days, I crave protein. As in, I have got to eat me some protein this minute. And sadly, cheese is not on the menu at this time. I've got some chicken in the fridge, but I had that for lunch, so I may just go mix up some tuna real quick. I can always eat some chicken when I wake up ravenous at midnight instead of making some eggs.

WATCHING BARNEY MILLER SEASON 2 DVE :: ENTRY #1675