Yesterday (In New Bullet-Point Format!):

(This post was originally supposed to be titled "Today," but a rare Firefox glitch ate my post just as I was finishing it. I was too tired to rewrite it last night, so now it'll just be "a day late and a dollar short," as my grandmother used to say. Also, it will no doubt be less funny than the original. Because things are typically not as funny the second time around. Anchorman being the obvious exception.)

• Was, most importantly, John Lennon's 65th birthday. Like every other fan, I too try to imagine what my favorite Beatle would have been like now, had he survived to see retirement age. Lots of killjoys like to try to convince me that he would have gotten more Conservative over the years. I think that's bullshit. John Lennon would no more agree with the way things are going now than he did 35 years ago. Let my liberal heroes rest in peace, people. Please.
• Saw the Packers finally realize that they are a football team, and score enough touch-downs to retroactively make up for their previous four losses. I'm sorry that it came at the expense of the New Orleans Saints, I really am. I usually cheer for the Saints, when they're not playing the Packers. But it's sort of like when you're stranded in the desert, dying of thirst. You will drink anything. And it will taste damn good on your parched lips. It's totally like that. And, we have a bye week this week, so our jubilation can continue for a while. So, Happy Brett Favre Day everybody!
• Was the 3rd consecutive weekend in a row I've had to work (and I have two more to go yet before I get a weekend off). I got suckered into playing yet another board-game with the kids. "Imaginiff." It's a game where you answer questions about people you all know, like "Imaginiff Flamingo were a color. What color would she be?" Then you get 6 choices. It's an odd game. It's even odder to see how other people perceive you. For instance, one of the questions about me was "if Flamingo were a crime, which crime would she be?" The choices were Vagrancy, Homicide, Shoplifting, Corporate fraud, Unsafe lane change, or Indecent exposure. One of the kids playing did his thinking out loud. "Well, I can imagine you doing any of those things, except Vagrancy or Indecent exposure." He couldn't decide between Homicide and Corporate fraud. Humph. I asked him if he even knew what Corporate fraud meant. His reply: "Martha Stewart." That's not much of a story, I know. But I just find it hard to believe that people could imagine me as homicide or theft of any kind. But whatever. I'm not bitter.
• Also saw me take the boys from work to see War of the Worlds at the dollar theater. I hated this movie the first time around, and I hated it even worse the second time. Being eaten by aliens would be too good of a fate for Tom Cruise and Dakota Fanning, I think.