Yesterday's weigh-in didn't go so well, mainly because I was a pig at Claycon and ate way too many chips and Igor bars (to say nothing of the potato salad and nuts) but also because I was a dolt and forgot to take my wallet out of my pocket. So I don't feel quite so bad about the apparent 3.2 pounds I gained.
Still kind of tired today despite getting good sleep last night and Monday night.
Currently reading: This Time Let's Not Eat The Bones, by Bill James. It's a collection of essays and other short pieces culled from the Bill James Baseball Abstract, which launched his career as a baseball writer and made "sabermetrician" a household word - in households where baseball was taken seriously, anyway.