Graduation was nice and dull: no incredibly long speeches, no names too mangled or missed, no one fell down. Frank Warren's speech was very good...though he goofed up the school's name at the end. *facepalm* E looked so freaking grown up in his cap and gown and the medallion he got for being in the music program. The DAR hall is a complete barn, but we'd kind of expected that.

The weirdest thing, though, was the woman in front of me who started painting her nails when they got to the part when the kids actually walk across the stage. Beam me up, Scotty, I don't understand these 21st century humans.