Like Joan Baez, But Different

How many phone calls does it take to remember your friend's birthday?

I must have called Kate five times today, in addition to sending her a card and a present a couple of days ago that she talked about a couple of times today, and not once during any of the first four telephone conversations did I remember what today was. But then on the fifth I remembered. I'm such a good friend.

Ok, that's it for now. I'm in Boston and had to pull myself away from this four-days-long lovefest to update, and I'm about to get some, and clearly that's more important than any of you Noodle fans. No offense or anything, but who cares if you're offended anyway by that last statement-- not me!!

Have a good week, everyone!