Well that was fun. Despite my ongoing reign as Queen Lungbunny of Planet Hork, we had a great time with our British visitors this past weekend. We took them out to a game and translated cricket into baseball, which is a lot easier than vice versa. (As much as I enjoy baseball, I can't imagine sitting through a five-day game.) But the outing did little for the recovery of my scratchy throat. Day Seven and I still sound like Lauren Bacall on a respirator.