Okay, so there's one of me in my sari again. The blue jeans aren't visible this time. I'm told that I look more Greek than Indian in a sari. More, sure. But I don't think anybody who knows anything about ethnicity is ever going to mistake me for anything but a Scandichick. (Sorry, Mom, I know you hate the word "chick.") Did I say that David hates pictures? I think I did. However, Mary Anne is not about to indulge him in that. Nor is Heather, who took this one. Nor, evidently, am I. But he's not as bad as La Michelle about it. I have a lovely picture of the back of her head in Santa Cruz.... I guess I'm happiest with the Heather pictures. Even the ones she didn't know were being taken of her. Heather should just hang around scenic places and smile at me. Yeah. That's an idea. She can bring Tim, too. If she must. Okay, everybody, show's over. Go home.