I talked for hours to your wallet photograph

Here I am in beautiful University Place, WA. Six hours in the car with my brother, ugh. But my relatives are pretty neat, even if their house is a hundred million degrees. Off to see the Mariners tomorrow, and to the Barenaked Ladies concert with Aspen on Sunday. Hurrah!

I finished another Brother Cadfael last night, The Holy Thief. I had totally forgotten who did it (or, as rootlesscosmo would say, who hath dunnit), so it was even better than the last one. I'm sad that Ellis Peters had to go and die on me. On the other hand, better she should go out before she became Lillian Jackson Braun. *shudders*

Edit:: That "hot" lemon is fantastic. It sums up my feelings perfectly. My kingdom for an air conditioner!