Once a month or so, I get together with a very strangely assorted group to read a Shakespeare play. We read aloud, “readers’ theater” style, and it’s tons of fun. This month was Henry V, which is one I like very much. An elderly lady did a marvelous reading of the French Princess. She was hilarious.

The people who organize it are parents of one of my (favorite) former students, too. (She’s getting all grown-up now – finished with high school, over the angst, collecting experience and finding out who she is.)

And trying to get my papers in order for the FBI… My list of things to do these days is very odd indeed.