Stamper

          I woke up late and immediately resolved to skip volleyball. I walked over to the Phons to say goodbye to Sabrina and Peter, ate a few remaining scraps of breakfast, and returned home to do essentially nothing. (I did sort out the mess from the party -- spaghetti in water cups, etc.) Later, I watched Gotham with Alaric, listened to the Wild deep-six the Jets in an 8-1 rout, and then walked to the MFA with Jennifer to watch the super blood moon. We got a better view from the grass in the Fens, and I picked up food at College Pizza to make it a picnic. The moon was bloody as advertised, and with all the people outside, it felt like nighttime on the 4th of July.