I'm more than a little wigged out by Mary and Andy's encounter with the Ethyl Burger, a four-pound behemoth of ground beef, condiments and bread. Part of me is very much "ewwww," while another part of me recognizes that I can binge with the best of them, thank you very much. I still find it foul -- and very much wonder what my eating-disorder-therapist sister would think of it -- but I can't claim immunity. Alas.

Off the watch the end of The Mists of Avalon on TV. Liked the book very much, but I'm finding the TV presentation very easy to mock. I've been watching with Wendy, who isn't all that up on her Arthurian legendry. She didn't know about the whole Morgaine/Arthur/Mordred connection, so that was a bit of a shock to her. It is a truly horrible concept -- accidental incest -- and I can't quite imagine why Morgaine would have anything to do with Avalon ever again after that, but it's been a while. We'll see if the second half makes any sense to me.