"When you're born into this world you're given a ticket to the freak show, and if you're born in America you have a front-row seat!"--ibid.
Dreamed of a map showing the Nazis overrunning much of eastern Siberia and Alaska; a whole airport going into combat mode when told that an army of brigands were about to attack them, only to find out the brigands were on a Japanese woodblock print!
Met Ljiliana and returned the two books I'd borrowed from her. (Afterward I went to Dr. Hassan's office and booked an appointment.)
Dinner was roast chicken.
Printed out the thumbnails of the opera photos I'd posted and brought them to choir practice. (Beatrice hadn't seen them yet.) Giuseppe arranged with me to resume our singing lessons Mondays at 11:00. They removed the Pilgrims' Chorus and the Mefistofele finale from the year-end concert program.
Saw the DVD for George Carlin's last special, It's Bad for Ya!
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