I had a whole huge post about Vigils and theater in general all typed up and ready to go and then blogger went and crashed.
This is all my brain can handle at the moment. Raspberries.
I still don't understand what business the letter 'p' has being in a word like raspberries. In my head I separate it like this: 'rasp (healthy pause) berries.' Like little old-lady berries with raspy voices finely tuned by decades of boozy, lascivious behavior.
I do realize that is the most ridiculous statement ever typed. Blame blogger. Back on track tomorrow!