"Yes, but bad for my wife."
--The Leopard Man
Cemetery caretaker: "I have many good friends, and they don't bother me with talk"--ibid.
Dreamed of being in a group of tourists who had to get out of their bus, run into a storeroom, find an object and bring it back to the bus in two minutes, before it left; being a ghost returning years after a devastating nuclear explosion, looking for the ghost of my soulmate; being stuck in a twisted tube and slowly descending to the bottom.
Went shopping.
Dinner was the rest of the stew.
Went to a talk about Back at the Runnymede Library as part of a Classical Music Meetup. I was hoping that Father would drive me to the subway but he was out, so I arrived later than I hoped and it was SRO. (I didn't meet anyone from the Meetup group.) The talk was basically Bach 101, and I left early.
Saw the DVD of the Val Lewton-Jacques Tourneur thriller The Leopard Man. It's sexy as well as scary.
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