Apparently the dwarve's weaelball world series is today. Which means that only now thas the pounding subsided to a dull roar.

Sadie got a bath today, which she has needed for some time. And I have to say that she was the most amazingly good bath-dog I have ever seen. She got into the tub of her own accord, laid down when I asked her to, and stayed in the tub while I got her a towel. And now she's even staying off of the furniture while she's damp. She's gonna get some extra-special treats tonight-- I grilled some hamburgers, and she's gonna get one in her dinner.

I am off tonight to go up to Casa de Bruno for some non-filmmaking festivities. We're gonna drink rum drinks and watch low-budget movies and just be real people for a while.