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William had the day off today and we all have a bit of a cold so we stayed home. He was up in the middle of the night with a soar throat and came into our bed where he kept Margaret, but not me, awake for a couple of hours. In the morning, Margaret went to work and I puttered around watching some tv and editing shows in the dvr, letting William sleep to a record 10:45! It seems that YTV is only airing the first 65 episodes of the original Inspector Gadget series, and I've now got 63 of those 65 store away on 9 dvds for William. I'm not feeling anal enough to chase the others, this is already 2 solid days worth and there is no actually progression in the series, other than the loss of his mustache after episode one (apparently he looked to much like Inspector Clouseau from the Pink Panther movies).

This afternoon we went to Knox Metropolitan Church and toured the bell tower - we even got to ring the bells, playing parts in a couple of songs. The 12 giant bells were donated with the conditions that they would be open for use by all religions, so they have been used by Jewish people, Buddhists, and others. Wayne Tunison, whom we've known for a number of years, is a bell ringer (and engineer and artist) and has set up a small art gallery on the low-ceilinged, thin-floored level just above the bell ropes but below the bells themselves and calls it the Dead Air Space Gallery. A unique space.

Last night I watched the first two episodes of "Journeyman", which is basically Quantum Leap with more soap opera in that the character inexplicably jumps around in time to help people but returns home to where he has to hold his family together and convince his cop brother that he's not crazy. The time travel stories are somewhat superficial since he has no one to really talk about them with so by the time we figure out why a time travel bit is important, it is over. I'm already tired of him apologizing to his wife about missing dinners and getting them on the no-fly list at the airport, so unless someone can figure out a way for him to unpaint himself from a corner, it likely won't last.