Last night I did the synchronistic Dark Side of Oz experience for the third time, at the home of one of Tamara's friends, the charming Angela. I was in charge of starting the album at the third roar of the MGM lion, and my timing was a little off, I think, because we missed a few of my favorite moments (e.g., "And who knows which is which? / And who is who?"). However, in broad strokes, it was as impressive as always. You can read more about the evening at Angela's blog. As Angela notes, she and I talked blogshop for a while, and I seemed to have given her the impression that I am "entrenched in blogs." Which is probably more true than I'd like to admit.