Yesterday evening, the accumulated fatigue of the past week, topped off by the Attempted Car-B-Que, caught up with me. Lisa asked what I wanted for dinner, and I said, "sleep," and fell into bed around 7 AM. I slept for twelve hours. I'm a little better, and the sunburn is fading, but my muscles still all ache like mad. The bruises are getting better, and it looks like I took no long-term harm from catching my left hand in the serpentine belt tensioner while trying to get the belt into place. But I'm nowhere near 100%.