"I knew what he wanted!"
"What?"
"You can find it in Balzac."
--The Music Man
"You unscrupulous flu-by-night!"--ibid.
"Gary Conservatory--that's my alma mater."
"Oh, is she?"--ibid.
Dreamed of finding snow on the ground in warm weather [at our old Sackville home].
Had a McDonald's breakfast for the first time in quite a while.
In the morning we drove around Mennonite country west of Waterloo for a while. We saw several horses and buggies there. We had a pancake lunch at Demetre's Family Eatery.
In the afternoon we saw The Music Man at the Avon. (Fiona Reid played the mayor's wife.) A great 1950s show with a lot of good dancing. First we went to a few bookstores and found several books.
On the way home, we ate at Wendy's. We got back half an hour before the Salsa on nearby St. Clair Festival ended--we'd gone to Stratford to avoid the noise from it--and I wandered around it a bit.
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