Ave Roma
Last night Rob and I went to a lecture in the visitors' center at the Duke Gardens. It was about gardens in and around Rome. The subject was more interesting than the actual lecture, because the speaker didn't go into much detail about anything and she was a poor lecturer. As Rob put it, she sounded like oatmeal in a rubber glove.
But it wasn't worthless. I'd heard the names of most of these villas, and seen pictures of many of them, but couldn't put the two together. Like the Villa d'Este, Villa Lante, and the Villa Farnese.
I can say there was one villa I might have known just as much about - if not more - than the speaker, and that's the Villa Adriana.

Ed says it all.

Me So Smart
I had a tire on my car with a slow leak. I tried putting Fix-a-Flat in it. Twice. It still leaked. I didn't like the idea of buying a new tire for the car because hopefully I won't have that car much longer.
Then it hit me.
The spare. The car's wheels are so small it has a full-sized spare. I realised if the spare is any good, I could put in on where the leaky tire is, and the leaky tire could become the spare.
When I dug the spare out of the back of the car, I felt like a genius.
The spare was a brand-new tire.