Dreamed of a non-existent comic book where the hero got a message from a woman speaking in iambic pentameter poetry; a non-existent moment in Starsky and Hutch (which I've never watched) where Hutch ended up shooting a woman.
Got five zip.ca DVDs in one day's mail!
Baked rye bread.
I'm using the Finale softward to print out "An die Musik" in its original key. (I think my voice can handle that now.)
Dinner was lasagna.
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