Shout out to my pal Pinky Lovejoy, and her pooch Sammy the Wonder Dog, who stopped and met me briefly yesterday on their way out of town. Through a little bit of mis-communication, we weren't able to sit down and enjoy our usual catch up over pasta at Spag Fac, but I'm thrilled that she took the time out to stop and chat for a few minutes, even in the cold and the smog. Safe travels my friend!
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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