I'm alive!

Ah, mes amis, it's been a long time, no?
:)

So, this last week, Sal and I had a lovely visit which included the following:

-a day in San Francisco consisting of a performance at Davies Symphony Hall and tea at the Ritz with Gretchen
*sticks nose up in the air*

-a day in Stockton with Lissa

-a trip to Colorado

-a trip to Yorkshire

And we did all of that while staying in California!!!

I am now the proud owner of a program called Nero, which allows me to change mpeg files to vcds.
*insert big cheesy grin*
I would just like to add here that walking is an art which most men do not understand.
I would also like to add that the very idea of Melanie Hamilton appearing at a public ball while she is great with child is absolutely ridiculous.
And while I'm at it, I'll mention that Rhett Butler is a great character, almost on par with Rochester.
Oh, and Vinnie is lovely.
:)

Has anyone noticed that I'm growing fond of the word "which?"
I'm not sure why.
It just seems very satisfactory at the moment.

I was thinking...someone needs to write a musical version of Ruth or Esther and I don't mean Veggietales here, folks...I mean a real musical. Hhhmmm.....

One of the greatest things I have learned in life is that keeping one's mouth shut is often a very smart thing to do, especially if the person addressing you does not know what they are talking about in the first place and you are vastly more informed on a subject that they. Because some things just aren't worth arguing over.

My mother is so cute.
She saw a new Barbie, Titania from A Midsummer Night's Dream and when she told me about it, she pronounced Titania like titanium, rather than employing the short form of the first "i" in the name.
Shakespeare isn't her thing.

Sal brought up a very interesting point about Louis Lamour's heroes - they always described as "broad of shoulder and lean of hip."
LOL

Yesterday everyone was all prepared for a big hail storm and the silly thing moved into Solano County, so we were let down.
*sigh*
I was rather looking forward to it.
I remember one time when I was with Becca and there was a big storm at about 1am. Harry was sitting by the window and a streak of lighting got a little close. She vacated that window rather quickly.
:)

Well, I seem to be typing like my fingers are hyperactive so I better get going before the keyboard starts smoking.

Au revoir chickies!