It's Mother's Day! Did you remember to call your mother? I did. Well, of course, I remembered after Wilson paged me to remind me to do it. But I remembered to ask him to remind me. So I did remember, and I did call.

Mom's doing fine and gushed over the flowers I sent her. (One of the best pieces of advice my father ever gave me for dealing with women: "When you don't know what else to do, do flowers.") In fact, she was positively ebullient. She even told me that I sounded good -- she never says that. So either the florist did a really amazing job or she's still giddy that two of her personae non gratae, Constantine and Scott, have been voted off that show she watches with her little friends. If she had her way I don't think there would be anyone -- contestants, judges, audience members -- left standing.