had a seasonable December day that allowed me to play Disc Golf doubles at Buckhorn with my wife (and we shot a 54).
was captured by a cat for a morning nap on my lap.
received a DVD of Tarkovsky's Stalker in the mail as an early Christmas present.
had a home cooked meal of past and sausage seeped in Cranberry juice inspired by Rachel Ray's Iron Chef America episode.
had a nice Cianti with dinner.
played Boggle, and was soundly defeated. (Isn't the English prof supposed to beat the art prof at such games? Must have been the Cianti.)
was caputured by another cat for an evening nap while watching the Sopranos.
did a little bit of academic writing for a deadline that's not until February.
wrote a recommendation to graduate school for a worthy student.
Not a bad day, that.