Evenings with WD

I should write about my Monday evenings with WD. I mean, we rarely do anything that would make for thrilling reading (that I'm going to write about publically anyway), but conveying the feeling of cheerful contentment just from hanging out with him would be a good thing to record about my life, as well as good writing practice.

Mmmm.

Intentions, Actions, Results.

[You'd never guess it from the first paragraph, but this is as much about hobbits as it is about superheroes. Really.]

I should probably keep that title for a Batfamily story. Maybe one involving Cass. (I love Cass. I'm going to have to be careful with her, though: she and Steph tempt me to write about my issues with my parents, and I must remember to temper experience well with art, because the point is to write about *them*, not about myself.) OK, I just *hugely* digressed, but this digression illustrates my point. (( and what is your point, Rambling Ruby? )