I must admit: kind of tired and loopy.

My wife suggested that we try a local spa tonight for date night. She just joined up, I could go in on a guest pass and try out the pool and stuff. So I said sure.

One hot tub, cold plunge, back to the hot tub, as much time in the steam room as I could stand, and then stretched out on one of those lounge thingies while a perfect-temperature blew over me later, and, well. I could feel the lactic acid dissolve away in my back and muscles. One of the few nice things about getting older is that about a decade I stopped feeling the need to pretend indifference to therapeutic creature comforts. This was worth doing on a more regular basis.

But it did make me feel somewhat sleepy. And loopy: I almost wrote the same article on Avatar twice! Clearly, I am pleasantly out of it.