Dreamed of a story set in a frontier boom town, whose ultimate moral was "Judge not, lest you be judged"; taking an elevator up a tower about 10 stories tall to a group of baroque museum rooms on the top; the exchange from the movie The Insider:
"I'm fighting for you!"
"I hope you improve your batting average..."
Resumed reading the nature issue of Lapham's Quarterly.
Dinner was quiche.
Went to the Socrates Cafe Meetup, where we discussed jealousy. (When someone suggested the topic, I quipped "I wish I'd thought of that!")
Afterward I went to the Tequila Bookworm cafe and bought a ticket for tomorrow's Trash Palace show.
The second Sopranos DVD became unreadable.
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