It’s Sunday. The heat wave is over. (It has been *hot* here in Seattle. We’ve been running our AC so much we got fretful about the noise for the neighbours and so had a sound baffling blanket thing fitted to the compressor. Now it just sounds like one jet on the runway, not two.) Anyway, I find I’ve been talking about boys a lot the last couple of days (especially if you count the penguin), so now it’s time for some mushy, sentimental girl stuff. Here’s some Xena and Gabrielle vidding.

(Thanks, Fran.)