I can't figure out what to say on AAM, so I'm just going to boggle here. In discussions about the total inappropriateness of going to The Book of Mormon as a work outing, someone said that they weren't familiar with the musical, but based on the comments, it sounded a lot like Leonard Bernstein's Mass.

Which...sort of? If you turn your head? Except also really really not at all?

That was a very lovely day with Walter, -t. Thank you for sharing it.

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it sounded a lot like Leonard Bernstein's Mass.

Um, written by the guys from South Park? And unfortunately the Book of Mormon isn't as poetic as the Bible, in any case.

Oh, -t. Many hugs.

What a great picture, Jilli!

Man, I'm looking through gift guides trying to figure out Christmas ideas for my parents, and it's already time for my annual whine about how impossible they are to buy for.

I'm hoping I'm just reacting to leaves and the weather front, but my body is all sorts of mad at me. I hate snot.

Timelies all!

I'm sorry, -t.

Am at Philcon.

Man, I'm looking through gift guides trying to figure out Christmas ideas for my parents, and it's already time for my annual whine about how impossible they are to buy for.

I'm endlessly glad that my family does lists. There are still some off-list things, which are always welcome, but lists make it so much easier, and everyone is happy because they got what they wanted.

(I know there's a schism between the List People and the No List People that might be bigger than the Mayo vs Miracle Whip schism. I accept that and embrace my dwelling among the List People.)

I do actually have all of Tim's Christmas gifts taken care of for the first and probably only time ever. It's just that things crossed my radar that made me say "Hey, he would love that!", so I bought them when I saw them. (I do not have anything for anyone else. I'll probably be scrambling at the last minute for them.)