Dreamed of hearing a (non-existent) somber Rodgers & Hammerstein musical about a farmer who died, along with a hundred others, in a sudden fire, and another guy who later got hanged.
Not much to do at work. (I spent a bit of time on the computer reading The Huffington Post--I don't usually shirk.) Toward noon the Facilities people brought in the new cabinets, so I'll have plenty of work tomorrow.
Went to the Geneva Centre and left a message that I couldn't make bowling on Thursday (because of choir practice). Then I went to Dragon Lady and picked up some Ebay Mandrake the Magician Sundays.
Dinner was spaghetti.
Harper's had a remarkably succinct essay about how American hawks have repeatedly fostered the "stabbed in the back" myth to explain all reverses.
Saw Tibet: A Buddhist Trilogy at the Bloor. (There was a big crowd coming out from a skateboarding video.) It's a wonderfully serene documentary about Lamaist Buddhism.
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