"He was a good boy, as gentle as the gray doves that came to peck for gravel on the flats behind the barn"--Lonesome Dove
Dreamed of reading a novel version of the western movie The Naked Spur; the Rolf Harris song "Sun Arise"; waiting for a bus in a terminal in China; the actress Mariette Hartley.
At MacClelland and Stewart I proofread parts of A Wild Peculiar Joy, a new edition of Irving Layton's collected poetry. What a curmudgeon! [He wrote a poem about Pablo Neruda, "Where Was Your Shit Detector, Pablo?"] (I'd woke up too early in the morning, so I felt sleepy in the afternoon.)
The Cartoon History of the Universe is very interesting. [So it is--I started rereading it recently!]
Dinner was spaghetti.
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