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Sep. 7th, 2006 08:57 pmOkay. As the Fed Ex guy did eventually show up today to pick up my letter, I got everything on my To Do list done today. I made eight telephone calls. You guys, I won't use the telephone to order pizza. And I made EIGHT TELEPHONE CALLS.
Also, scenes from the family #998:
Mum: Sam! Eugene O'Neill, Irish playwright?
Sam: No mum, American.
Mum: Wrote a play, A Moon For The Misbegotten?
Sam: Yes, that's one of them.
Mum: Any good? It's coming to Austin.
Sam: Oh yes. Rather dark though, sort of brutal. I wouldn't recommend it as a family show.
Mum: Oh well, I guess we'll go to Muscle Car Mania in Fredericksburg instead.
Sam: *facepalms*
Also, scenes from the family #998:
Mum: Sam! Eugene O'Neill, Irish playwright?
Sam: No mum, American.
Mum: Wrote a play, A Moon For The Misbegotten?
Sam: Yes, that's one of them.
Mum: Any good? It's coming to Austin.
Sam: Oh yes. Rather dark though, sort of brutal. I wouldn't recommend it as a family show.
Mum: Oh well, I guess we'll go to Muscle Car Mania in Fredericksburg instead.
Sam: *facepalms*
