lots of luscious free time this week, but precious little to blog about. was on the verge of feeling guilty for not working hard enough till i ran into christian today coming home from the gym, who said that he's basically not done any work, like, all summer, and then the feeling went away.

other stuff:

1) for our inaugural movie night this week, the brother and i netflixed wilde, whereupon he finally understood why the dvd was not to be found in the police state (BANNED, for "promoting" the "homosexual lifestyle"). once again: why was stephen fry not cast as horace slughorn?

2) i'm all for eco-friendly/sustainable farming, but our locally-grown summer squash just isn't very good. it's not meaty, if that makes any sense at all, more reminiscent of those squishy brown cucumbers that i hate (what are those called?)

3) learned from the sunday nyt crossword: LATRIA, one of the three levels of worship, the other two being dulia and hyperdulia. why do they not teach us awesome things like that in catechism? also, if hyperdulia is for the virgin mary, and dulia is for the saints, what is it called when you pray for the intercession of deceased relatives? so many important questions!

4) oh, and when i'm back this week, remind me to tell everyone at home the story of the mother and a clockwork orange, which i've refrained from reporting here at her behest.