Celebrity sightings
Last weekend, with the Good Doctor and J, out in the suburban wunderlands. I don't recall what Miep was wearing, because I was too focused on the crackers and cheese to notice, but she did little dances for us to ABBA songs as her red curls bobbed up and down. She had the creepiest little iPod bear, whose paws lit up red to the baseline. Later, our little mother wore a clingy black dress and a silver-and-stone necklace, and had her hair back in a wispy ponytail. All this because she is currently housing what the Doctor would call a "small alien creature," which is about to burst forth from its enclosure all bloody and aghast. She is showing the nuclear glow that precedes such events. The koala made an appearance, all in white like an Australian angel, and reminded me gently that he prefers eucalyptus leaves to bamboo.
I don't know what to say about a certain report that is due yesterday, of impossible volume, and about issues to which I'm only tenuously connected. Hmmm.