Dreamed of Marvin Gaye's "Ain't That Peculiar"; a letter to an advice columnist from a man whose ex had taken up with a bigot, who often did yard work at the bigot's place on weekends to be near his kids, and often heard abusive language; a non-existent scene in The Princess Bride with the man speaking while we only see the woman's tearful reaction, through a mirror.
Went to an Art Meetup at the Gladstone Hotel. We looked at an exhibit of art by the mentally ill then went to the restaurant, where I ate eggs benedict.
Dinner was curried scallops.
The cool weather has arrived!
Went to a Games Meetup (new group) at the Runnymede Starbuck's. I played Settles of Catan and Ticket to Ride.
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