Tuesdays are always sort of a wash. Today was particularly lackluster; the most interesting thing that happened was the afternoon express bus running fifteen minutes late. The weather was pretty good, but nothing spectacular or awful. Tuesday night TV has been boring since I fell seven weeks behind on The Good Wife (I'll get around to clearing the DVR soon, really...) and we eat salmon every Tuesday in my house, so even dinner isn't a surprise.
This, I suspect, is a First World Problem.
There's only one course of action to be taken: giggle at these photos, then set up a chat-date with an out-of-town friend.