People around here are screaming to prevent dad telling the story of the man who bought a lawnmower and fell into it and got decapitated. I've already heard it once...ugh.

Choir practice was ok. I had to shout! Well, not that much, but man...it's hard to get anything picked nicely when your choir leader's Mussolini.

Speaking of Mussolini, Walker, I still haven't gotten your email. This is obviously not because I don't want to get your email but because of some technical situation which is entirely your fault. Anyway, get it to me! :)

Tomorrow will be a busy day for me. I'd better load up on snack food now.