Blah, dull Sunday

I have pretty much nothing on my mind tonight.

As usual, I had a successful weekend of riding my bike, hanging out and doing very little else.

Well, that's not exactly true. I found time to vacuum and clean my bathroom and kitchen floors, which was good, as they both needed it pretty badly. Also, after having my blender out of commission needing a new rubber seal for a few weeks, I finally got my new blender part in the mail, and was able to return to one of my favorite things, which is making humus.

Ah, my humus is so much better than the crap you buy in the store. Stop by any time if you'd like to try some.

What else can I write?

For no particular reason, I was perusing the the New York Review of Book, and discovered that they have personals. Who knew? As you would expect, folks advertising in the personals are of a certain age range, which seems to be about five years north of 40. Still, an interesting read.

Less than five days to Girl Talk at the Electric Factory!

I'm hoping to have more coherent thoughts to share tomorrow. Goodnight.