"Games are something we've made up to help us forget we've forgotten how to play"--Birdy
Dreamed of reflecting on how I've always disapproved of the Canadian government applying the War Measures Act in 1970.
We dropped off some old computers at a recycling place on Jane Street.
Finished spading the garden before winter. (I also pruned the plum tree. Hey, that's a pun!)
Dinner was beef stroganoff.
At choir practice we had a substitute pianist who didn't know the score quite as well as Adolfo does. I decided to get tickets for the family to see the Friday Lucia di Lamermoor performance. (John might want to come over Sunday.) Parts of the mad scene have been going through my head.
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