But Mom...you've said Porn to me more times tonight than you have in my entire life...

We bought my parents tickets to see "Avenue Q" for their anniversary this year. They saw the show on Saturday evening. I had called when they were on their way out the door about several reasonably important things, and so I called on Monday night to talk to them. Mom wasn't home, but Dad was. He assumes that when I call I want to talk to my mother, unless I say otherwise. So he says to me, "Your mother isn't home. She went to buy the soundtrack to that play and then back to her office." I chat with my Dad about some of the things I wanted to know-Labor Day weekend plans, how was the play, things like that, and get off the phone. My mother calls me later on, at about 11 PM. I talk to her for about twenty minutes, during which she tells me that she loved Avenue Q, and alternates singing "The Internet is for Porn" and "I'm not wearing underwear today" and "Everyone's a little bit Racist" and so on. It's very hard to carry on a serious conversation with someone who is doing this, but that's my Mom, and I know she's got enough attention to manage to sing and talk to me.

My cell phone rings at twenty minutes past twelve. I'd been getting ready for bed. It was my mother again. "But I had to play you this song, because it was really relevant to what you were talking about before." At twenty minutes past twelve. Okay, sure Mom. The song started another forty minute conversation, which included the line "Mom, you've said Porn to me tonight more times that you have in my entire life...nearly thirty years." She did agree.

But she also bought me the soundtrack for Avenue Q, which I get to go pick up later today.

An appeal to my friends...

So, for various purposes, which include the fact that very few exist, and dealing with the immigration people, I've been advised to make sure that I can document that Cayne and I are actually having a legitimate relationship. So I need a favor from some of you...

Photographs.

If you've got photos of us, can you please pass along a copy to one or the other of us. (I'll be happy to reimburse you for the cost of this if necessary.)

If you're hanging around with both of us, or at a party or event or something with us, and someone has a camera at hand (I'll try and make sure I've got mine) take a picture of us. It doesn't have to be a good picture, just as long as it's a picture.

Thank you.