When editing a manuscript (abbreviated "mss.") the Luddite way, which we do in my office (and I dearly love editing the way we do, pen to paper), making that little ¶ makes me unaccountably happy.

Raar!

But do you, in conversation, say something, start to correct it, realize you had it right the first time, and then say (out loud), "No, no. Stet that."

Do you?

Oh FUCK yeah.

(Actually, for years, before my sweet co-worker quit, when she left at the end of the day, she'd say "That's a 30," and I'd say either "Pound pound pound," or "Triple pound." You can't get much dorkier than that. Though I try.)

My other students had no problem just calling me Teacher.

Now that seems cutesy and Little House On The Prairie.

How little we understand each other.

I could send you a sushi bandaid. Would that do?

It's not abalone, is it?

LeN, it's certainly the most expensive piece of furniture I've ever bought. At the sticker price, I don't think I would have. At sale price ... well, I asked people to talk me out of it. No one really tried.

wow. ita, it looks comfortable as fuck though!

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so, here's a picture of homes decimated in Biloxi. Wow. Talk about the awesome force of Mother Nature.

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See, ita, I am used to being called teacher because they called me Maestra Gullo. So te transference to being called Teacher seemed normal.

Man. This was some wicked weather.

FTR, I am really quite dissatisfied with both my choices for dinner food tonight and what I ended up having.

Has anybody seen the new issue of Entertainment Weekly? It's a Where Are They Now issue for entertainers of the 90s. Like...ASH and Peta Wilson and Janine Turner and Josh Jackson and Andre Braugher. It felt like they'd been annointed with the sacred oil of Has Been. It was weird. Hollywood is weird.

I did! Well, briefly. Joshua Jackson continues to be cute.

(Also, I mailed your DVD today, after forgetting on Saturday. So it should turn up soonish.)

We had a small green salad with vidalia onion dressing, and rosemary bread, smoked cheddar, herb-crusted dry salami and dried figs. No cooking and deelish.

It looks like Cyn's house and 2 cousins' homes are gone if the reports are to be believed. I'm glad Cyn was able to take her critters.