Dreamed of composing an opera of King Lear, with a finale from the lines "The weight of these sad times we must obey/Speak what we feel not what we ought to say"; writing the script for a drama about a liberal running for mayor of a big US city against an incumbent who plays dirty, with a teenage son who's fallen in with criminals.
Dinner was fish.
Took some career quizzes at web.tickle.com (They found I was best suited to architecture and worst suited to underwriting.)
Finally got those Rex Morgan, MD Sundays in order. I have at least 78 of them! (I also have over 50 Smokey Stover Sundays.)
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