I am now at home, hanging out on the couch while I run one last load of laundry.  I was planning to read some this weekend, but I find when I get buried in a book that I don’t really want to put it down for housework, so instead, I have started John Adams.  I must say that I am enjoying it, but I doubt seriously that this is how things went down.  I’ve seen 1776, so I know that the founding fathers broke into song pretty frequently, and I don’t think I have heard John Adams sing a thing in this.  (I am, however, impressed with the casting, because Paul Giamatti does bear a reasonable likeness.)

So what was the deal with all those wigs?  And seriously, what on Earth is the deal with monarchies?  All that bowing and curtsying and just general ceremony.  Ick.

For the second Sunday in a row, it’s raining like mad, hard enough that there’s been some flash flooding.  Why it should be that we have these hot, muggy weeks and then these unmercifully wet Sunday nights, dumping down water just in time to make the start of the week even more oppressively muggy…

I can barely believe that school starts Thursday, or that I am so prepared for it that I do not need to do anything else but pack.  My class has only, what, 4 Star Trek references?  I thought that was pretty restrained.