Editing

Leina had another infamous dinner at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Turner, the parents of the fair wife of your narrator. The meal was quite fancy, shortribs in an East meets West Bass Ale and hoisen sauce gravy. Leina only disappeared twice to copy edit her thesis, which she is determined to turn in shortly. She brought rice crispy treats for desert.

This afternoon Leina went up to Marin (where there is ample parking) to the Buddhist church that her grandfather founded to celebrate Buddha's birthday. To an atheist like your narrator who is especially ignorant of the Eastern religions, it came as somewhat of a surprise that Siddhartha's birthday was celebrated. Leina was asked to elaborate on this tradition--was it a Kwanzaa-esque imitation of the incredibly successful marketing of Jesus's birthday, or was this something as old as Siddhartha himself? Leina never got around to explaining it due to a long story about a cousin forgetting about Daylight Savings Time and having to pick up and drop off relatives, but one can find out a bit about it here and learn that they were actually celebrating six days early.