Eep.

Well, I did it. I signed up for NaNoWriMo. What am I thinking? I have a show to do and my mother will be visiting the last week of the month. And I'm going to try to write 50,000 words too? eep...

Hey, bookishfellow, can I steal that A Rainbow of Shadows title you threw at me all those years ago?

TV thought.

(No, I don't know why I'm thinking of this now.)

Last night, I saw an ad for the season premiere of "24." It's being presented without commercials. Normally, I'd say this is a good thing... but if "24" is anything like it was last year, I'm not sure my heart can take it without interruptions!

Excuse me while my world implodes.

At this point, I'm used to people in my life turning out to be connected in unexpected ways. (Usually it's tahnan's fault.) But this one was really weird.

I'm playing piano once a week for rehearsals of Pirates of Penzance with the MIT Gilbert & Sullivan Players. (Going to be a good show, too, from the looks of it!) So at tonight's rehearsal, the fellow playing the Pirate King came up to me and said he had a story to tell me. It seems he went over the weekend to visit some family, and his cousin was visiting too, with wife and child.

Said cousin and wife turn out to be two of my best friends from college. I was maid of honor for their wedding.

This one is enough to make even me boggle.