So yesterday's date went smashingly well. Great conversation, frequent laughter, easy camaraderie -- and he has a really cute butt.

And I made it to two of the four parties. The first was a Venetian Night get-together in a downtown highrise that gave us a fabulous view of the fireworks in the harbor. The second was a chorus get-together with all its attendant fun. And suddenly it was 1:30 and I was tired. So I went home to bed and slept until 11.

Now I'm off to look at the Venetian Night tall ships docked in the river and the harbor and then catch "28 Days Later" with Bob, Alex and anyone else who tags along.