Now we skip and sing the Smurfs theme song!

Ali and I decided monogamy is overrated, and so she's starting a harem. She wants to have a bunch of cool people around who put oil on their bodies and wear nice clothes and wait for her to come to them and say, "You, upstairs." So in other words, I said, you want to be king. Yeah! she said. It's a cool harem, everybody's in it: Dave Matthews, Viggo Mortenson, Sean Connery, Halle Berry, John Mayer, Giovanni Ribisi ... Darren was amazed to hear me talk about sex (even though we weren't really talking about sex, more like discussing the attributres of Ewan McGregor's hairstyles, and coming to the same conclusion at the same time: Little Voice was the best).

Ali horrified herself by making a terrible Freudian slip, which involved her saying "Larry," her boyfriend's name, when she meant "marry." I tease her about it, but only a little. The idea of getting married worries her, so it'd be mean to belabor the point. Besides, if I bother her too much, she'll bother me by looking around at John's graduation and saying, "You know, when you marry Matt you'll have to learn the names of all these people." Right.

His uncle came over and told us he's also named John Xavier. "But we're named after different people." He said he rememberd us from Matthew's graduation. I remembered him too, oddly enough. We talked about communism and public relations.