heh. No, I didn't think you were writing your papers about Easter.
Speaking of misunderstandings. Last night, I was watching Never Been Kissed, and there's this line about having season tickets to the Met. Josie's response is that she loves baseball, but that's irrelevant. I sit there and go ".... wait, season tickets to the Met? That's impossible, there's no.... season!"
I was watching with Fantabulous, and she said that of course there is.
So a minute or so goes by, I think about it, and then realize "OH. The Met, the OPERA, not the museum." I was thinking "how can you have season tickets to a museum?"
Wow. That's pretty banal. Anyway, I thought it was funny. It's like the time that I got mail from UConn, and I told my parents no way, because I was not going to school in Alaska.
A work of art is an invitation to love.