Pretty good weekend, if low-key.  Friday, Chico and I went out looking for a place to celebrate Bloomsday, and we settled on Swift.  My friend Patty joined us there, but we discovered that, alas, there were no Bloomsday celebrations there, and it was the normal Friday-night meat market.  (Who cares?  They have Belgian beer.)

So we shoved off around the corner to KGB, but it didn't have any Bloomsday activity either.  So we decided to stay put.  We also ran into a friend and his girlfriend, who had just come from the premiere of "Wordplay", the new doc about the NYT's crossword puzzle and its masterly editor, Will Shortz.  One highlight was running into the guy -- I forgot his name, alas, as we were on G&T #3 or so -- who constructed this Sunday's Times puzzle.

Saturday was pretty much a sports day, as B. went to Connecticut to see family.  I watched World Cup matches, went out for a walk around the neighborhood, picked up some groceries, and then came home to watch Game 6 of the Stanley Cup playoffs.  Unfortunately, 'twas not the Hurricanes' night (did they even show up?) so hopefully home-ice advantage will outweigh momentum tonight in bringing Raleigh the Cup.

And yesterday was also lazy -- reading the paper in front of the A/C vent, planning to watch a movie but never getting around to it, and making strawberry yogurt milkshakes in our newly acquired blender.  Not a bad way to spend a day off.