1) Launched a friend's Birthday Week with brunch at Back Bay Beats, aka B3. I could live the rest of my life on their ham biscuits*. Our table was, deliciously, situated in blazing sun, to which I happily turned my back, and when we weren't talking about the food, we were talking about current films, particularly Call Me By Your Name (which I haven't yet seen).
1a) I didn't have whatever it was that came with "Alabama white sauce," but I joked that it ought to be named after Jeff Sessions.
2) En route to the Stah Mahket, I saw this sign:
And it reminded me of a story a guy in a couple of my college classes told me about getting his dog high. He and a friend were getting high and blowing smoke from their bong hits into the face of their dog. Later they saw the dog walk down the stairs of their front porch, pause, and fall sideways into a bush. They laughed like drains, but I thought "That's abuse."
3) After a nice long NAP I filmed this week's Etiquetteer video, and now, hours later, my brain feels anesthetized by gin.
*As Lady Gwendolyn famously said in The Importance of Being Earnest, "If you don't take too long I'll wait all my life."