All of the HIV-infected babies of the world are to blame for their plight (they're vibrating at the wrong frequency of course)... and other ludicrousness (and goodness alike) at Jamie's Brilliant Blog.

This week we discovered a restaurant decorated with guns n' roses. They serve mountains of mussels and goblets of wine. It's just ducky.

There's some sun today and a nice, light breeze is coming through the window. It's almost spring-like. I have a touch of the flu and I've left my book at our rehearsal space, so I'm lying here watching a reality show called "Amish in the City." I loved "Babe: Pig in the City," but so far it's dissimilar. It follows Amish kids as they experience rumspringa, I think... or maybe it's about spoiled city kids spending time in an Amish community... I don't know. I think I'm feverish. Also something's wrong with my baby toe.

Okay then.

It can be super exhausting walking the streets of Copenhagen...

So Kim simply pops me in the snuggly and keeps on.

Oh I almost forgot the small plastic hippo hanging in one of the showcases. It's just spectacular to see these things up close.

Blogger's being finicky and will only allow me to upload a couple of images at a time, but here's a taste of what we encountered at the Zoological Museum yesterday. They're advertising this "Creatures at Night" event right now, which was fun for a second and then a little annoying. They'd turned off all of the lights in one wing of the museum and we were handed tiny flashlights so that we could experience the animals as we would at night with tiny flashlights, which meant that we could see a snout, then a paw, then an antler... Turns out I'd rather see them during the day, but okay. I'd also like see them alive - or at least dressed by the crazy Dane.

Beasts.

Hunting suspender-clad raccoons.