I just can't imagine. Reading about it now and the manipulations that they used to get the adults to drink the Kool-aid just makes me physically sick. Your poor dad fretting that you guys were in Guyana.

Some pictures to maybe help me be able to sleep:

Like father, like daughter. [link]

For the Minion roster: [link]

I knew about Jonestown when it happened - and I knew how massive it was. I didn't actually connect it to anything - it was an event. a bard, horrid event, but not connected to anything. Moving out here , then reading the Tales of the City books made it much more real. I think I was fairly young when it happened- but honestly , most of what happened in the world before I got out of college wasn't very real.

Tights !

We just watched two episodes of House. This is more DH's show than mine. I think that while I like it, I really hate when it feels like they are trying to manipulate me. Some how when they try to take the patient from puzzle to human , they often fail. But since I don't take it too seriously , it is fun.

Somewhat strange question, sparked by a recent conversation with my mother: is it polite/appropriate to ask someone you just met (and might consider dating) what they do for a living?

I would say it's usually appropriate, but since my world tends to intersect with the intelligence community, I've learned not to ask.

Of course, since the Foreign Service has something like a 70% divorce rate, I also don't ask after people's spouses.

And to complete the FS theme of this post, the officer in charge of my husband's entering class, so probably the first FSO we knew well, was the first person into Jonestown in the aftermath. He said the smell will stay with him always. (He was also one of the Iranian hostages; clearly the target of a Chinese curse).

ION, or maybe still FS news, ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!! I just found out they are going to film Voyage of the Dawn Treader here, and my husband would be the embassy liaison for the American studio. If we were still here this summer. Argh. Missed the Olympics, missed the Narnia movie, argh.

I saw People's Temple in Berkeley with JavaCat and Consuela. It was amazing.

Dawn Treader might have been my favorite Narnia book. It's the mouse that gets me every time...

I loved Dawn Treader, too, except I rolled my eyes a little at the end. (Yes, I know, the end was kind of the point.)

Last day of Passover! I made some matzo brei for breakfast. It's much softer and eggier with Aviv brand matzo than it is with Streits.

My DH is very excited about having a meal tonight that includes bread. He usually chooses pizza for the meal, but that was in Berkeley when he had a favorite place.

Yeah, I'm trying to decide what my dinner tonight will be. I'm thinking about maybe seeing if some of my friends want to go out for Indian food (mmm, naan), but it'll be kind of later than most of them usually have dinner.

Timelies!!!!!

There was a baseball game last night. The kids and I went. CJ and I ended up in the paper. Voice is gone. My team lost. Tis a long season ahead and we are not known for a strong start.

Separately, I'd appreciate a bit of work-sanity~ma today. Lots going on here.

That's a great picture of both of you, Suzi. ::raise your hand if you're not surprised that Suzi was first in line::

Mmmm, naan. Too bad my DH doesn't care for Indian, except the naan.