The great pagan fertility god known as the Easter Bunny visited our house over the weekend, littering it with many kinds of eggs, some small and chocolate (or "gaklit", as The Dickens would say...) and some larger and dyed. The kids, not knowing anything about the long and troubled history of this holiday, simply bickered over their loot. The Easter dinner was lovely, and ended as all dinners should, with not one but three desserts. I was so stuffed that I didn't eat again for around eleven hours.

Willow noticed the faerie mobile above the changing table. It stopped her from fussing for a moment or two as she applied herself to the task of making sense of the little floating figures above her head.

cds I listened to while digesting: Pain Teens "Born In Blood/Case Histories" and "Beast of Dreams", Tel Basta "Lickerish", Sweet Savage "Killing Time", dd Synthesis "Swinging Macedonia", and Pharaoh Overlord "#1"