Cop: "Why don't you get lost?"
Police department critic: "And depend on you jokers to find me? Fat chance!"
--Boomerang
Dreamed of British comics annual publications.
Went shopping.
Dinner was pizza.
I've decided to start singing "Bella Siccome un Angelo" (from Donizetti's Don Pasquale) with the full cadenza.
Went to a Games Meetup at Jeffrey's townhouse. We played the Lovecraft-inspired game Arkham Horror, but it was too complicated for my taste. (My character was an academic with a high sanity rating.) The game went on for over four hours and we finally cut it short.
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