• I wish I had a coherent post for y'all today, but the simple fact is that I don't.  So there's that.
• I spent most of Friday night drinking and making a pot of chili.  I'm pretty sure that drunken cooking is in my top 5 favorite activities.  And now that I have a nice set of cookware (a Valentine's Day present to myself - I heart me), it's even more fun. 
• Saturday was a total lazy day.  I'm not sure what I did, but it may have involved several episodes of Star Trek the Next Generation. 
• Saturday night I went to a friend's house party.  There was a shot luge (that's what we always called them - you know, where you carve a block of ice into a shot dispensing shape), which is something that I haven't seen since college.  Pretty hardcore, but I didn't actually see anyone use it, so not nearly as hardcore as it appeared.  I did see something that I feel is worth commenting on: if you're wearing a collared shirt with a tshirt over it and a blazer on top of that, you're wearing the official douche bag's uniform and will be treated as such.  So sayeth I.
• More observation led me to coin the term "indieronic."  Because the ironic indie tshirts aren't really true examples of irony, so I feel this word captures the new meaning.  A google search indicates that I might have a legitimate claim to this word.
• Despite Saturday night's weak beginning, it had a strong finish so I'm happy with that.
• The Sunday experiment.  Take a bad idea and add ingredients until you get a truly worse idea.  Success as usual.
• I hate lentils.  That is all.

UPDATE (or rather, I forgot)

• Speaking of Star Trek, I somehow came home last night with a Star Trek bumper sticker.  The thing is, I think I might actually put it on my car, right next to the Def Leppard bumper sticker.  It's like I'm 12 all over again.  Puberty should hit any day now.
• It should come as no suprise, but I won a nerd-off among some friends and received a prize.  Thanks M.A.