My brother called tonight, as a meatloaf I'd made was 30 minutes into its cooking time. He said there was a softball game going on at a college down the street, and they were offering free hot dogs, chips, and lemonade as part of the night's game.
I decided the meatloaf would freeze (bonus for another night!) and indulged in the lack of table-setting, dish-washing, and floor-sweeping that the softball dinner would offer. 3 cheers for the home team!