"I'm not a planner, I'm a liver."
"I'm a pancreas."
--Goodbye, Columbus
Dreamed of starting a novel about a young man travelling around the world in an ocean liner during World War II.
Saw the DVD of Larry Peerce's movie of Philip Roth's Goodbye, Columbus. Roth is perceptive about the class issue within the Jewish-American community.
Baked rye bread.
Dinner was McDonald's.
Performed La Traviata. (This performance was dedicated to Catherin Cashore, whose funeral I attended last spring.)
On the way home, I went on the TTC detour just to pass through the lower section of the Bay station which the public normally never sees. [They sometimes film movies there.]
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