Dreamed of the mrcranky.com review of the farming drama A Thousand Acres, in the form of a country song:
Now farm life is hellish, and if you don't know it,
It's a place where things never go right.
Through hard times and worse times, they stayed through the cursed times.
They're too stupid to leave because it's the only life they know!
Ken was the only one who showed up for my Open Doors event. We visited four churches east of downtown.
We drove to Future Shop and bought a battery charger. (We were going to visit the Tibetan Buddhist temple, but couldn't find it.)
Dinner was McDonald's. The chips were overdone, uncharacteristically.
Went to a Classical Music Meetup. This one was I for inspirational. (Next event will be J for jazz.) Paul did a mini-concert of "new age" singing, which I can take or leave.
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