I must tell Rebecca that I did what I told her I could not do. I sat through a service with a bunch of religious people and kept my cool. I don't know how well I "infiltrated" but at least I sat there and didnt make myself (that) noticeable. Perhaps I could join her and Trish on an escapade to infiltrate the religious right. The whole passion of crhist passion play nouveau damnation speech was fairly entertaining, and I felt just a tad bit amused and able to laugh and not fall asleep. I deserve a reward and some kudos for this. I am starting to watch The Color Purple tonight, for the umpteenth billionth time in my life. Celie is a Black Woman with pain and the undergirth of her suffering is shown in that pain. And her wisdom. Celie is strong though her skin is human and she bleeds. She is not leather, none of us are. Tonight with Robert has been fun, although I am not much for his religious stuff at least I was out, with him. Alas, when he comes over tonight we shall see. Ahem. Anyway. Im off to write my letters/emails to contacts that I should be making. Ciao. ... Interesting I write this in the form of a letter-- it's alice's influence.