Either I have lost my grasp on the plausible or I have truely mastered the art of multi-tasking. Yesterday, I picked up the latest book club read, Stupid White Men. I started reading it in the early afternoon as I was stitching away on the blanket. Before I knew it, I had made through 2/3 of the book and another strip of the blanket. That puts me way ahead on the book club front and still in good time with the project. If I can get some quality knitting time in this week, I may have it finished by the end of next week. Of course, this is turning into theatre week for me, so it doesn't look too promising.

Speaking of theatre, last night was the Tony Awards. In case you didn't watch the national telecast on CBS last night, I just want to point out that the network that is too conservative to allow the title of the show Urinetown to be aired on their network got a big of a surprise with this acceptance speech by Scott Wittman and Marc Shaiman, winners of the best score for Hairspray, followed by a big, old kiss. We'll see if CBS decides to air the Tony's again next year. I have a feeling that at least part of the awards will be back on PBS again.