Shit, I wish someone was here with me

L went off this evening with E to the Mensa chapter’s Regional Gathering tonight, so I’m home with M asleep (after a bad half-hour trying to get her in bed), waiting for T to call me to come get her from the first football game of the season (LBJ vs. Corpus Christi King).  Normally I would have gone to BiNet Austin’s “Thank God I’m Bi” happy hour this evening (no, I’m not bi myself, but I like the group and they seem to like me as well), but I couldn’t very well refuse L when she wanted to go out with E; they get little enough time together as it is.  So I’m trying to make the best of things by doing the recording of Captain Beefheart’s Trout Mask Replica album when there’s no one but me around to listen; the Captain is pretty tough chewing, musically, for most folks.