Dreamed of digging underground tunnels from our Sackville house to neighbouring houses; floating about ten feet off the ground and having a hard time getting down; the Star Trek crew doing a musical number sort of like in the episode where Kirk and Spock were turned into brainwashed zombie gladiators and made to fight each other.
I also dreamed about the last couple of pages of a comic book with a Lord of the Rings-type good vs. evil story; seeing the denoument after good had won when they all approached a New Year's Eve "moment of destiny" at midnight and successive panels showed closeups of all the different characters--including sad, defeated villains--as the moment approached.
Started distributing the opera leaflets to local libraries.
Dinner was lasagna.
The Geneva Centre group had a karaoke evening at the XO place near Bloor & Christie. Eleven people came! It was a bit of a zoo, of course. Both of the songs Hartley chose turned out to have no musical accompaniment! After I sang "Let's Dance," someone said it was like David Bowie was in the room.
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