November 1st, 2004


A coversation.

Me: You know, the more ads I see for "National Treasure," the more it's growing on me.
Mom: What?
Me: That new Nicholas Cage movie.
Mom: Oh, that one! I've fast-forwarded through a couple ads, but I didn't pay any attention to them.
Me: So if you do decide to see it, I want to go with you.
Mom: Why would you think I'd want to see it? I don't even know what it's about!
Me: You said you might want to when they ran a trailer for it before Shrek 2, don't you remember?
Mom: No.
Me: Really? When you said it looked fun, and I said it looked silly and anyway I seemed to remember reading somewhere that that isn't even the real Declaration of Independence on display, and you started complaining about how that's why you hate watching movies with Dad and me, because we nitpick everything?
Mom: Aha. Now I remember.


If you were planning to come to Band Day this Saturday, our performance times have been changed to 1 and 8 PM. And the show itself has been upgraded from "kickass" to "I fear for my life."