Dreamed of a Dick Tracy reprint that included a 1940s story that supposedly inspired the movie Jaws; Father and I rowing together; figuring out how to row with co-ordinated strokes so we wouldn't go all over the place.
I can't think straight when we have company.
The organizer of the Brunch Club Meetup stood down, so I've taken over. (What was I thinking?)
Dinner was Chinese food. My fortune cookie said "Love is around the corner." (That seems a bit cruel.)
I'm going to write another story, based on a romance comic cover I found at comics.org .
Headache!
I read a Harry Shearer post about New Orleans at The Huffington Post, and wrote a comment asking if high-density housing in the higher areas would reduced the need for rebuilding in the lower areas. He added a response to my post (as he often does), but he didn't answer my question and was quite rude. I wrote a second post pointing that out.
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