Dreamed of returning home to an apartment in a shopping mall(?) and being greeted by several people, including my old dance teacher Cynthia; my pants falling down as I entered a cinema carrying popcorn.
Captain Video is moving to a new location next week, so I got to buy a dozen videocassettes for a song!
Saw Victor Sjostrom's The Wind (for the second time). It's a silent masterpiece in which Lillian Gish moves to the Wild West, is terrified of the wind, gets trapped in a loveless marriage, shoots a rapist and goes crazy in a windstorm. Too bad that the studio made them tack on a happy ending where she decides she loves her husband after all, and says she's conquered her fear of the wind...
Dinner was a roast beef sandwich at Arby's.
The Adventure of English is rather glib, with sentences like, "With the 20/20 vision of hindsight it seems as if English knew exactly what it was doing..." (The 20/20 metaphor suggests knowing clearly, not just "it seems...")
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