Dreamed of Mr. T.; corn on the cob.
Baked white bread.
Finished the corn we picked the other day for lunch. (And I burned my mouth!)
Dinner was pork steak.
Saw Pasolini's The Gospel According to St. Matthew at the Cinematheque (for maybe the third time). It's a masterpiece, the finest Bible movie.
There's a leak in our refrigerator connection that would explain why our icemaker hasn't been working.
At night I heard a mouse gnawing the wall near my room. (It kept me awake a little while.)
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