Sometimes...
I find out that I really do have a favorite something. Like Monday, when I realized that my favorite cookies are gingersnaps.
One time...
I watched a presidential debate with the editor of the Arts Section for the New York Times, who happened to be hanging out at the Wilkinson Center at BYU.
I woke up at 5.30 in the morning to finish reading the Little Prince. My only regret is that I wish I had read it sooner.
