Last night was a good night.

I bought new pillows for my bed. I bought them at Sears. I’m a five-minute walk from a shopping mall. I bought two Extra Firm pillows, because I’m a side sleeper, and according to the packaging, side sleepers need Extra Firm pillows. After picking out my pillows, I got on line. There were four people ahead of me and three people behind me. There was only one cashier and she was slow as hell. A couple of managers walked past but of course they didn’t do anything. Finally I said, loudly, “You’d think that in this economy where people are trying find work, they’d be able to hire more people.” The other customers agreed. So did the cashier, and she said that someone had called in sick. Anyway, I have two nice new pillows.

After buying my pillows I went to Mrs. Fields and bought an Elmo cookie. Also a chocolate chip cookie.

Then I went home and had a nice phone call. During the call, a recipe for 72 cookies was discussed.

Then I finished watching a bizarre Alfred Hitchcock movie, during which “coffee and blueberry muffins” kept coming up.

There seemed to be a sweets motif last night, but that’s not a surprise. After all, I’m a guy who can be distracted from a conversation by the sight of delicious-looking cupcakes in a store window. I have a very sweet tooth.

Conversation, cookies, movies, and pillows. Talking, eating, vegging, and sleeping.

What more can you ask for, really?