Dreamed of the Bonnie Tyler song "Total Eclipse of the Heart"; the HBO series The Wire being shown on a broadcast network; recalling how the movie of Forrest Gump twisted the book's opening sentence ("Bein' an idiot ain't no box of chocolates") into a line about life being a box of chocolates.
Went canvassing to save Transit City. (The canvassers met through Facebook.) There were quite a few people considering the snow. Jesse and I covered Richardson Avenue and Claybrook Street in Frank di Giorgio's ward. (He's undecided.) A lot of people were out--no doubt, some were in Florida--but those we met were mostly supportive. One woman even gave us a couple of rolls she'd just baked!
Dinner was ham.
Went to a Games Meetup at the Runnymede Starbucks. I played Scrabble and Smallworld. In the latter game, I went through four races: hill ghouls, heroic halflings, flying amazons and merchant humans.
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