Dear Diary,
We have broken the marathon into mini marathons, as not to disturb my hubby's sports. I am at the point shortly after Jaques Renault was setup, James' bike had planted cocaine in it, and Albert scoffs at Andy's unfortunate run in with a board. That scene always leaves me on the floor in tears. The way Andy does a dunces dance trying to regain his balance. That stupid looking grin on his face. It is some of the highest comedy I have ever witnessed.
There is something about Albert's sense of wry humor that I love.

1. Another great moment in law enforcement history.

2. Woof.

3. Look, it's trying to think.

4. I know, Andy, I know. It's what we call a real 3 hanky crime.

I am also obliged to interject a conversation between Donna and James in the jail:

James: When did you start smoking?
Donna: I smoke every once in a while; it helps relieve tension.
James: When did you get so tense?
Donna: When I started smokin.

That was just so typical for Donna's renaissance period! Man, I love that. Donna is such a spaz sometimes. I love it because she is so human. Donna really did love Laura. I think in some ways, Laura abused their friendship. Of course, it's not always easy to tell someone so white bred, like Donna is, what's going on at home. Especially when you live in the Palmer household. Donna always remained her faithful friend, though. Go Donna! Well, diary, back to the marathon.