The amount of worship material produced before those Sessions and as a result of them is massive. As an example, with the hour and a half of video of ...the second Session, I’ve so far produced 112 video clips. The sort of edits I do include things like assembling all the sections where She’s watching a worship video on my laptop and seeing the animated cartoon of ‘me’ spunking his pants ogling Her. Other clips would be all the bits where She’s calling me a wanker, another is the bits where She’s. John's eyes lit up: "Really Dad? Who are they? What will they play?" It says here that it's the, umm, Montpelier Quartet. They will be playing the complete cycle of Beethoven's quartets. Say, I didn't know this Beethoven guy could ride a cycle!" replied Mr. Miller with big grin."Oh that's fantastic! Will you take us Dad? Please!" begged John, blissfully unaware that his father was having him on again."You must be kidding! At $20 a seat? I could go to four ball games for that. Besides. My phone rang about 4PM. It was Osborn, she and Ron were going out to dinner. Her advice to me was, "Don't wait up." Not a problem," was my response. I really wasn't upset at all. As long as I could reach her by phone within a couple of hours I was fine. I had no idea how she expected me to be, but I really was good with her hanging out with a guy all day and night. Hell I wished it was me.At 5PM Ev called me. "Hey Sylvia how do you feel about living on the other side of the bay." You mean on. Monte Cristo was eager to ascertain the strength and number of his enemies.The window whence the noise proceeded was opposite the opening by which the count could see into the dressing-room. He fixed his eyes on that window--he distinguished a shadow in the darkness; then one of the panes became quite opaque, as if a sheet of paper were stuck on the outside, then the square cracked without falling. Through the opening an arm was passed to find the fastening, then a second; the window turned on.