I have just a couple of stupid things to say, today.

First: let's spread the Paddofotto love! Add it to your interests list. Come on, you know you want to.

Second.. so, I'm reading The Last of The Wine (which I'm liking, but no news here) (I can read it only a hour per day. No fair. No fair at all.), and I've reached the passage where Lysis asks Alexias whose son Xenophon is. It made me smile, because it is so typical of small towns. Heh, how many times I heard old people ask that! But it's only natural of small communities, where anyone knows anyone else (or their close relatives). For instance, to make someone else understand who I am, I only need to say my name and add that I'm the marshal's nephew.
Well, that's it. Pretty useless remark, really. Sorry. =P