I went and did the nursing home outreach with my mother, since I didn't (have to) go to church this morning. Old people... are kind of adorable sometimes. As soon as I walked in this guy with a huge nose came up and held my hand and started talking to me... in Italian. Which explained the nose. I didn't understand a word he said, but I smiled and he smiled back, so that was good.

Basically the outreach consisted of: listening to my mom go on for half an hour, singing a few songs while listening to my mom go on in between them, and then helping people get out of the common room. Seriously, there were two residents there who weren't in wheelchairs. It would have made an AWESOME elderly roller derby.

I started Dreams From My Father while my mom ran a couple errands, and, oh man. I love Obama's writing style already and I'm only half a chapter in. The way he picks his words, strings together his phrases... thumbs way up.

Now I'm going to finish Season 1 of Heroes with my mom. \o/ Three episodes to go.

This made me smile SO HARD. Masi Oka randomly attacking Sendhil Ramamurthy with hugs? ADORABLE.