Friday night is White Russian night chez bsag. Yay! I can’t recommend it highly enough. If you have a DVD of The Big Liebowski to hand, so much the better, but if not, you can just imagine that you’re stoned and lying on your rug listening to a tape of bowling balls knocking down pins. Perhaps you are—I don’t need to know what you do in the privacy of your own home.

Anyway, try it—it’s an excellent antidote to five tediously consecutive week days.