I still can't remember the perfect thing I'd thought of to give to my wife for Valentine's Day. It wasn't anything big or fancy or expensive, it was just RIGHT. Dang it.
Saturday is the big VNSA Book Sale here in Phoenix, one of the greatest things about this neck of the woods. I'd like to go, provided other folks in my intrepid group are willing to get up early on Saturday to go with me (and I can shake this cold). I want to find a copy of the out-of-print Harpo Speaks for cheap, if I can; otherwise I don't really have anything specific item I'm looking for, and goodness knows (from experience), if you go in there without a plan it can be VERY dangerous. (For the pocketbook as well as shelf space.)
I love an episode of Big Bang Theory when I laugh out loud.
He was playing at the foot of the escalator from the walkway over from the Bellagio to Bally's:
Mom put a couple of bucks in his tin. Said there was a charity sign on it, so it was for a good cause, although I couldn't tell you what cause...
I have been exceedingly lazy the last few weeks. I haven't written anything, haven't done anything of value (knitting doesn't count), all I do is piddle around on the Interwebs and watch television. I haven't even done any significant baking -- I even lost one of the pumpkins I'd put up because the jar didn't seal properly and I had to throw it out. *sigh*