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I read False Prophet, by Donna Banta, this weekend. it follows a story previously told in The Girls from Fourth Ward. and set in the fictional bay area community of Abbottsville. Lietenant Matt Ryan keeps getting lucky interms of happening upon crimes among the community's borderline-unsavory LDS population.
My favorite part of False Prophet was when the lieutenant borrowed a jailed bishiop's temple recommend to go inside the Oakland temple and retrieve the contents of a locker maintained by the deceased. The entire book was delightful. I recommend it to everyone.
I'm back in my own bed tonight. Utah isn't the most exciting place on the planet when you are barred from participating in winter sports. I plan to return in a month and to do the trip properly at that time. my friend Alyssa will travel with me if she gets the OK from her doctor. It all depends upon the state of her hairline-fractured pelvis. Poor thing.
A woman whose son married into my pseudouncle's family was arriving for church at the same time the pseudorelatives and I. I causually commented that they looked as tough they had just stepped out of a Viagra commercial. Pseudouncle had just taken a drink of water from a bottle in his car, and my editorial comment caused him to spit out his water, which very nearly hit the dress of the viagra lady. She didn't understand what was so funny. i considered telling her but thought better of it.
Belated Happy New Year.
