A little after 02:00 (I was still awake--later I took a sleeping pill) I heard gunfire and people making a big stir at the Hungarian centre across St. Clair Avenue. It turned out someone got shot in the head three times! At the time, I thought it was fireworks...
Dreamed of a non-existent Huckleberry Finn movie with Huck narrating in closeup like Salieri in Amadeus.
Saw the DVD of Buster Keaton's Seven Chances (for the second time), the one where he has to marry the same day to inherit a big fortune. Pretty dumb plot, but it has a great sequence where he's being chased by a throng of would-be brides.
John, Kathrine and Donald came over for Thanksgiving dinner, which was Italian food.
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