Dreamed of getting a big batch of magazines and trying to sort them out; Teresa Heinz Kerry asking me to take her hand as she walked somewhere; being unable to find an empty seat at a big assembly celebrating some woman's triumph; the Australian comic strip Air Hawk (which I've been reading in Menomonee Falls Gazette).
We did the September book accounts. It was a pretty good month with over $300 profit.
Got a handful of carrots out of the garden. For some reason, the soil is like cement again this year.
Dinner was salmon.
Went to the first class in my Creative Writing: Fiction and Non-Fiction course. The teacher, James Cohen, used to write for Saturday Night Live and has sold a script about a lawyer with a gambling problem handling a big case. (He says it's like The Verdict with a younger hero.) We did a writing exercise where I wrote a short description of Mother.
On the way back I met Rosemarie from the chorus.
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