By the way, at some point last night the Boston Red Sox won their second World Series sweep in four years, after an 86-year drought. Pardon the lack of having mentioned this by now, but last night was a little drunken, what with the pitcher of beer (or, rather, a gift certificate which covered the cost) I won and the champagne that mysteriously appeared out of nowhere. And then, of course, this morning was a little sluggish in the head. For now, I’m going to sit down and very deliberately savor a Denver omelette.
