Got up at 8:56.
Dreamed of visiting Seattle; taking a ferry to an island; finishing a mostly-completed crossword puzzle; being in the Sackville house on the last day before it was sold. [I actually was in it on that day, back in 1996.]
Read an Atlantic Monthly article about how rotten the Saudi Arabian regime is. (Doesn't bode well for the future.) It pointed out that if the country had a truly free election, the hands-down winner would be Osama bin Landen, simply because he's taken on the House of Saud. The paradox of Washington hoping for a new wave of freedom in Arab nations is that its first result would be a rejection of pro-American alliances.
Saw Nowhere in Africa at the Cumberland. [It's about a German-Jewish refugee couple in Kenya during World War II.] It was pretty good in a colourful, somewhat predictable way.
Afterward my parents and I had dinner at the Swiss Chalet. (I always order the grilled chicken breast with rice, and side orders of cole slaw and corn.)
Ordered crossword-pule software over the internet. [I had an unrealized notion of becoming a writer of crossword puzzles.]
The new dance instructor Donnie (who resembles Edward Norton) taught a cha-cha class with the cross-body lead and a challenging variation.
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