Ride to the grocery store. ;)

First a report on the play from yesterday: Hmm, the play was sort of OK - risque is not quite the word, because it implies a degree of sophistication - cheap / vulgar seems rather harsh, but I think there were a few moments that might well have qualified for those epithets. Some interesting thoughts from the play - does loving someone mean that you forgive their sleeping with your son? Does loving your son mean that you forgive his sleeping with your wife? Does being a good wife mean abandoning your true love to be with your husband? Does being a good son mean giving up on the one and only in your life to fulfil filial duties? Of course, all these problems would not have arisen had the woman just been truthful regarding not marrying the king - she was a bit of an opportunist and extremely manipulative!! I especially had serious issues with the way Yseult used her maid - its the ultimate insult to be considered a hole with an intact hymen!!
(Good god! I hope _NOBODY_ from my family / acquaintance reads this post - especially family!)


However, everything said and done - I had a good time. Its always fun to go see a bad play with a great friend! :-)) Plus there was the "wedding reception" during the interval that was really rather cute.


The day before, I saw a plaque (?) for Andrew Jackson's mum. She gave her son some truly sound advice. Its an interesting perspective - as reluctant as I am to say this, I am warming up to some of the notions of this place. Also, did I mention the awesome pralines in my post for this last Saturday? Calories rock!

I am still shaking my head at the thought of ambient moments....