Dreamed of singing "Burning Down the House"; being in a Casablanca-type World War II movie involving airmen using ultralight flying machines.
Went down to the Dragon Lady comics store and picked up some Dick Tracy Sunday comics I'd bought on Ebay.
Started going through the junk at the bottom of my desk. Almost all of it can safely be tossed.
We had dinner at the Mandarin restaurant.
Read the Terry and the Pirates Sundays. They were from 1959 and 1960, and George Wunder didn't have as good a style as his predecessor Milton Caniff. (And the Soviets did not have bases in Albania.)
Saw some more South Park episodes on DVD. Definitely uneven.
Headache.
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