The Second City in Chicago, we used to call it "Sunday, Sunday, the little bastards' fun day," because on Sundays there was a children's show.
I understand there's some sort of sporting event today? Ah, perfect. Days like this are special because I'm, shall we say, not enamored of crowds. Ordinarily I avoid the weekend things other people do, because other people do them on weekends. Maybe I'll take in a movie, or go shopping. I might even hike the Sam Merrill trail. Or is that just too insane?