If you'll recall, I don't change out of (unh) boy clothes where or when the Wendling might burst in in accordance with my shrink's recommendation, which I agree with. I'll be going to an event this weekend in the early evening, which means I'll be changing elsewhere. Despite what a pain in the butt it is, I can't help but laugh at my 17-item packing list -- and I'm not even one of those who volunteered to help with the event.

I'll be getting Yom Kippered tonight. Gee, I hope for Her Nibs' sake that I don't end up having to explain to Nibsdad why I'm carrying my sewing basket home from work.

I'm a bad webmonkey. I'm going live without approval. Serves them right for sending me slightly-changed wads of stuff without telling me what the slight changes were.

Microsoft FrontPage: it's an OK FTP client if you don't have to buy it.