I had a Spanish music program on the TV in the background while I was reading. I had it on mainly for the young people dancing to the music in swim wear. Either I still have a few of my teenage hormones floating around in me or I'm practicing to become a dirty old man. Depending on your point of view I could see a convincing argument either way.
I'm starting to wonder what happened to the person I started my email chess game against. I sent him my last move on Monday and have yet to hear from him. I'll resend moves to him this Monday if he doesn't respond this weekend. I was starting to get interested in the games too. He was using the Queen's gambit against me in the first game, and since I haven't played that opening much it was interesting. In the other game he was using the French Defense, which is a boring opening, but it was giving me plenty of time to take control of the center of the board.
Tomorrow I'm taking my parents to visit some relatives. Other than my parents they are the closest I have to immediate family. Any other day I'd look forward to a visit with them, but Super Bowl Sunday? I was hoping to be a couch potato tomorrow, but it isn't going to happen.
Maybe it's for the best. I've been putting on some weight lately and I really should get back to my old exercise routine.