anybody seen a brain around here?

Apparently you can't play Scrabble in French with native French speakers without at least one discussion (between native French speakers) about whether a given word is actually legal. It was a fun party in general, and I got home at 2:00 this morning.

It's a good thing that today is Saturday, because I've got the cumulative brain power of a kumquat today and I couldn't do anything academically useful if my life depended on it. I can't even make vegetable soup today, because I can't decide what I want to base it on. If I want to use chicken broth, I either have to go buy chicken, which I don't want to do because then I have to deal with making broth out of it, or I have to go buy canned chicken broth, which I don't particularly feel like spending money on this week. Or I can use water and flavor the hell out of the soup with other things, or I can use bouillon cubes, which are too salty. (Or I can sit here and complain.)

I managed to hit my right elbow on the bedroom door frame this morning, and it doesn't actively hurt, but it feels wrong. (OW. OK, now it hurts, because I looked at it, discovered it was bruised and, like an idiot, poked it.)

All right, damn it, soup. I'll make it up as I go. That usually works.

the 14th? (15th? I lost count) Commandment

Thou shalt not drink beer that containeth 9% alcohol when thou art thirsty. (Dogfish Head Midas Touch, which is odd stuff. It's got Muscat grapes and saffron in it.)