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"I would like him to be more interested in me than he's in himself, and more interested in us than in me." -Marion, the librarian

Aw, guuuuuuuuuuuuys. I went and saw "The Music Man" in Zilker Park last night with my Papa, and it was utterly charming! I hadn't listened to the music in ages, and I had practically forgotten how great that musical is. I mean, the score is terrific, and the characters offer depth without trying to be Hamlet, and the story is sweet and funny. 

What's not to like?

There was a rather odd age difference between Marion and Harold Hill, and I liked Marion a lot better than Harold, but overall it was an excellent performance and it couldn't have been more fun to see. 

Go see it, yo!

Also, go see my dad's show, if you haven't already. Because it's LEGENDARY.

Oh, teeheehee. That reminds me of the beautifulocity of Robney, the lengendarious couple of awesomeness that there ever was.

So many made up words, so little time.

Speaking of so little time, I'm ditching this country on the 29th! I can't hardly believe it, I'm so excited! It's funny; I'm going to have to memorize lines while I'm overseas. And then come back to dye my hair! (SO excited about that, ladies and gents. Definitely gonna merit a party.)

Golly gee! There's so much to do! Gotta make sure I do all the things one ought to do in an Austin summer that I haven't done yet (i.e. tea party, being a mall rat, seeing movies).

Who's with me? All for one, and one for all!