Hye, Peg, I have a degree in film, too. It's proved as helpful and essential to me as to you. My minor in theater has also siginificantly altered my financial bottom line, let me tell ya.

At least it's ruined me for being able to watch Hollywood movies with any degree of enjoyment, and that's not a BAD thing.

OK, now... for the party. Here's what you shouldn't do: I went to a "bachelorette" party a few years back and when we came in, the hostess had a handful of these little rubbery plastic penises, which she proceeded to pin on each of us as a party favor. I couldn't stand it after a while -- I was feeling too much sympathetic agony -- and took mine off after a while. The "girls" went out bar-hopping after the party and wore theirs the entire time, I understand. Geez, what a way to start a conversation -- and a marriage...

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