Yeah, like I have time to make an online diary

So, the Terps won. Kansas got knocked out at the Final Four level, which is still a reasonable showing. Not that I have time to watch any basketball anymore.

Still, it's a long way from 1988, when the asian students were yelling "k u rumba run!" and it took a while to figure out that they were saying "number one". The madness of it all. But no violence or destroying anything, and I hear today in College Park several were arrested, and in Bloomington a fire was set. Maybe things are worse or maybe I just didn't see the worst when it happened.

Easter in Indy
Left Saturday at 6:30 a.m., back Sunday at 7:30 p.m.

Saw Kevin, Trish, Meghan and Madalyn (for the first time) and Eric & Lori and Juli and Super Grammy & Willie (for the first time).

Meghan was sick, and maybe stress brings it on.

Miranda calls it "India-neck-a-lus", and it's very cute.

Uncle Milty is death. NPR didn't really report that his radio shows weren't really very sucessful. It wasn't until TV that he flourished.

One person commented "without him, television might not have caught on". Wouldn't that have been interesting?