Last night I had the Turner Classic Movie channel on all night in the background while I was making dinner, and later when I was reading in bed. I love the songs, and they even showed Ziegfeld Follies, so I got to see Fred Astaire dance with Ginger Rogers, and then tap with Gene Kelly - they were all such incredible dancers. Boy-o. Then I fell asleep, kind of, and ended up sleeping at like 1:30. And then I got up this morning, albeit painfully, at 6:30. Yum.
Here's a question: after I go out for Indian food today, should I then also consume Chipotle? I don't know if I can handle the combined force of the two.
This is just bizarre: