Saw the Sopranos episode where Tony learned of his ex-mistress' suicide.
John and Rae came over for dinner. It was fettucine in pesto sauce (which I cooked).
Ran out of nasal spray. (I'm still not completely over my cold.)
I've been reading a couple of later Dick Tracy adventures from after Chester Gould retired. It's sad how the strip has declined. [It's improved somewhat since Joe Staton and Mike Curtis took over.]
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