Sam Cooke's lament -- "Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody" -- summed up my social situation after, for reasons known only to my unconscious. I'd blown the Sweet 16 by ignoring my friendly good-looking date in favor of a sarcastic snob at the next table.
Most of these interpretations do the material proud, though some may leave you wanting to, well, hide under the covers. Making up your own lists and sharing with friends might make for a more soul-satisfying parlor game than, say, Geography.
The formerly somewhat dreary hotel, nestled into the woods of rustic Bel Air, has been brightened, refurbished and rebuilt to maintain its oh, so romantic atmosphere while accommodating guests in this wired age.