One of my favorite things about being friends with Cait is that our relationships with each others' families are so flexible. On any given night, one of us will call the other from 6pm to 10 and just ask "wanna come over?" And our parents don't care...they figure we're relatively harmless while at the Healey/Preston residence. As long as I'm with the Healeys, I can go anywhere and arrive home at any time. And Cait is a perfectly legitimate reason to make sock puppet soap operas. Fun times.

Cait finally introduced me to Pirates of the Carribean. Very good...have increased appreciation for dark and mysterious Orlando Bloom characters. Depp wasn't too bad either, though his character was a bit flawed and inconsistant. It was all worth it just to see them walk under water with the boat over their heads though. Pirate ingenuity at its best.

Well, Im off to watch Shawshank on DVD and get to bed before 2. Birk, a thousand Huzzahs for your red drums and Martin, I love you. Cait...you'll never work in this town again.

Nice Hat.

ash @ 9:02 PM