I'm glad I went to the thingie. It went real good. Immediately upon climbing the staircase I dropped a melon and it went boom-boom-boom all the way to the bottom with E running after it. But everything else about the evening was smooth sailing and actually I felt a bit honored by the attentions I was given. So.

E asked if I have a new blog, and I said yes but don't go looking for it, and he said what if I find it by accident, and I looked deep into his eyes and I made him promise not to look for it or find it. It was sort of the first time we've ever had an open power struggle. Usually we avoid that sort of thing.

I think it went okay.