Now, of course, I am vegging on the computer, but at least there was productivity first.
Catching up: Dave got Rock Band, so there was a party on Saturday. I unsurprisingly am not very good, though I can manage bass on easy, sort of. How the heck people manage drums on hard I do not know. They want you to do three things at once! I can't even do the scratch your head and rub your stomach thing, much less keep three different rhythms with three different limbs. I shall never mock drummers again.
Cindy very sweetly treated me to a Sharks game Friday before last, which is the first time I've seen hockey live. There are sports that you actually see more of on TV (baseball), but hockey isn't one. You don't really catch the way the players are using momentum all the time; passing backwards when being harrassed by an opposition player so that the opponent has to frantically turn and try to get back to it, intercepting the puck with their stick as it is being moved, leaving the other player to continue on without it. Quite fun, though it helped that the Sharks scored three times in the first period and never lost their lead.
*Deliciously simple; brown a little butter, drop some sage leaves in it and remove from heat, then add a few squeezes of lemon and decant whatever pasta you cooked into the pan, with a little water from the pot. Add some parmiagano reggiano, toss, and it's done. I have a sage plant that requires cutting back, you see. And a lemon tree.