"Maybe I can't send you flowers, baby, but I can... [suggestively] send you!"
Daughter: "I'm only 19." Mother: "And next year you'll be 20, then 21, then--forty!"
--Picnic
Printed out the score for "Ich Liebe Dich" in its original key of G.
Dinner was ham.
Went to Loblaw's and bought some peaches. Of course, it turned out that Father had bought some too!
Saw the DVD of Joshua Logan's movie of the William Inge play Picnic (for the third time). An entertaining if slightly lurid slice of 1950s small-town life, though William Holden was a bit too old to be playing a drifter stud. Kim Novak was radiantly sexy, especially in the dance scene.
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