Hasidic Jew (concluding the story of the siege of Masada): "And the Romans--where are they now?"
Tony: "You're lookin' at 'em, asshole!"
--The Sopranos
Gangster (about to murder a fellow gangster): "Hi, Jack. Bye, Jack"--ibid.
Dreamed of a depressing movie about a bourgeois family who covered up their scandals, ending up with most of them on the run from the law; "waking up."
Went shopping.
Baked cheese bread.
Dinner was roast chicken (and the apple pie Moira baked last night).
The Coro Verdi performed at a private function arranged by our patron Tony Fusco at the Columbus Centre. We cooled our heels for over an hour, but he provided some snacks in the meantime.
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