Last night was so much crazy fun! Chungy spontaneously called me at 6 and asked me if I had a tennis racket. At 7, we were off to the SMU tennis courts to reprise our grand match of CalvinTennis (derived from CalvinBall), in which every missed ball is coupled with increasingly ridiculous insults, and the only real rule is "Be as silly as possible." Definitely the most fun I've had exercising since the last time we played CalvinTennis, in 9th or 10th grade.

Afterwards, we ate a healthy dinner at Good Eats (veggie plate for me, club salad for Chungy), and we brought home a slice of apple pie to munch on while watching the replay of "Into the West". I delighted in Alan Tudyk and Chungy enjoyed Matthew Settle. It's a shame Alan's entire subplot was cut, but I guess it works. The brothers never see each other again (I presume), so if Joshua never learns of Nathan's exploits in Tejas (*snork*), we shouldn't either.

Anyway, I lent Chungy the first of the Firefly DVDs and she gave me back a bunch of the Tori Amos CDs she borrowed, then I burned her a copy of the pilot of Tim Minear's "The Inside", which I still haven't watched yet. God bless BitTorrent. Hopefully, Chungy will be Firefly-savvy by the 23rd, when I take her to see the advance screening of Serenity!