Hello. I am supposed to be in Tacoma filming a modern translation of The Glass Menagerie right now. As you can all see, I am not. Would you like to know why? For you see, my car's transmission just exploded. I mean that quite literally, also. I am sure that I will most probably die from this. Oh, yes. and if I do not probably die from that, I am sure that my father will be killing me at around 8p.m. when he returns from the telephone poles.