Dreamed of being in a big building on a resort island and wondering if it was a prison; a film about rock group U2, which I wasn't interested in; the lines from the song "Thanks for the Memories"
Of sentimental verse...
Of nothing in my purse...
Of chuckling when the preacher said "For better or for worse"...
Headache!
Dinner was spaghetti.
I thought my headache had eased enough to go to the taijiquan class, but by the time I got to Central Tech High I decided it would still be better to skip it.
Got Stan Lynde's Rick O'Shay, Hipshot and Me, which reprints several stories from the strip.
A deranged Humphrey Bogart (who's just shot his partner): "Conscience--what a thing! If you believe you've got a conscience, it'll pester you to death. But if you don't believe you've got one, what can it do to you? It makes me sick, all this talking and talking about nonsense!"--The Treasure of the Sierra Madre
Dreamed of visiting a new house where John had been living for a while and finding that the attic had been converted into a room (our house has a converted attic); an SCTV parody of Don Messer's Jubilee(?); looking at a digital clock and seeing that the time was 12:40 A.M.
Went shopping.
Dinner was salmon.
Met Barbara at the opera rehearsal, for the first time this season. (We helped move some furniture afterward.)
Dreamed of preparing to register for university courses; living on my own in a room in Halifax in August, and not remembering how I'd got there; two kids living in a community brainwashed by a cult, being the only ones to resist the brainwashing, and setting out to foil the brainwashers; the idea of turning the comic strip Steve Canyon into a TV show; bobbing up and down on a rope like in the church scene in The English Patient.
My glasses turned up inside the sofa. (Just as I was getting used to contacts again...) It was our old sofa, which we were about to throw away!
Took my diary along on my appointment to see Dr. Hassan. I talked a lot about my dreams in recent days, mentioning even more details than I'd written down there.
Dinner was roast pork.
The choir had its first rehearsal for the Christmas concert. We started on Bach's "O Wake and Hear the Voices" chorale, which is very challenging. [We ended up dropping it.] We also worked on the German carol "Still, Still, Still."
When I woke up in the morning I kept thinking about the Grade 7 Industrial Arts teacher who humiliated me in front of everyone in our very first class, and how my parents wouldn't speak to him about it because when I'd told them about it they automatically dismissed him as "unreasonable."
Reread "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow" for the Book Club Meetup.
My glasses disappeared, so I had to wear my contact lenses for the first time in ages. (The lens was curled a bit at the edges, but I managed to put it on.)
I was late for the Meetup but Carolyn was glad to see me.
Dinner was pork chops.
Saw the DVD of John Huston's The Treasure of the Sierra Madre (for the fourth time). Now there's a movie with cojones! Humphrey Bogart's descent into bloodthirsty madness is horrifying, and Walter Huston's also at his best.
On Six Feet Under Lisa had a fit because Nate took their baby to the funeral of his ex Brenda's father, and let Brenda touch her.
Dreamed of getting intimate with a pig; discussing terrorism, pointing out that someone called war crimes trials "victors' justice," and suggesting that terrorism was justice for the defeated; putting down the attitude that says, "We're right, therefore what we do is right"; an adventure in Charlottetown, P.E.I.
Baked multigrain bread.
Put up five new packages for sale on Ebay, include Dick Tracy and Prince Valiant comics and some duplicate issues in my Menomonee Falls Gazette collection.
Went to a Games Linkup at Nuraj's apartment. We played Scrabble, The Amazeing Labyrinth, and variations on Apples to Apples.
Dreamed of my friend Gordon and me winning a free cruise; explaining the song line "You say vanilla, I say vanella" by pointing out that people often think of "help" as "halp."
Got Pat Barker's World War I novel Regeneration from the library for the next Book Club Meetup.
Saw the DVD of John Ford's The Searchers (for the sixth time). One of the greatest! That ending always makes me blush. John Wayne's greatest role.
Dinner was churrasco chicken.
The choir had a sellout concert. The parents and Moira attended it.
(after getting a snowball in the face) "You know what? Snow tastes just as bad as water!"--Swing Time
Dreamed of beings from a planet where small objects had human intelligence, becoming refugees on earth and taking human form; being Christopher Hitchens' assistant in a report on Cape Breton drag queen shows(!); ending up walking in a marathon in southwestern Cape Breton; finding out at the end of the course that I'd been disqualified, and saying "I don't give a shit!"
Saw the DVD of Swing Time, another Fred Astaire-Ginger Rogers musical (for the second time). There's a funny scene where she's a dance teacher and he pretends to be a clumsy student (he's actually Fred Astaire!) just so he can meet her. My favourite of the Jerome Kern songs: "The Way You Look Tonight."
Dinner was fettucine alfredo (which I cooked).
There were almost a dozen people at the Geneva Centre meeting. We were going to have a games night, but we got to talking (a couple of people especially), so we'll do it next time.
Saw a DVD of Sister Wendy visiting British art museums.
