I Like When Sandra Oh Beats Up The Guy From "Wings"

Tonight after the Boy is in bed, I'm going to do a french pedicure on my poor neglected toenails and watch this.
I don't know why I like this movie so much, since wine snobs make me cranky. I just don't get it. It's fermented grapes, for Christ's sake. How did it turn out to be so high brow?

Blood Donor

I made a deposit in my karma bank account Wednesday by donating blood. I don't mind it, as long it doesn't take too long. I very much enjoy the warm glow of smug self-righteousness afterwards.
Best of all, they give you cookies and strawberry shortcake.