Dreamed of being in a ship during a snowstorm; the St. Lawrence River valley; a non-existent book about a girl growing up in an impoverished black family in New York City.
Got some potatoes from the garden. This year the nasturtium seeds got mixed in with the vegetables, and they rather took over the place.
Dinner was some of the corn we got yesterday.
Went to Mary's games night. I played Ticket to Ride, Alhambra (which I won) and The Amazeing Labyrinth.
To a farmer: "I have more friends than you have cows!"--I'm Alan Partridge
Dreamed of the Cherry Burton Road in New Brunswick, near my hometown Sackville; the lameness of Atlantic magazine; sitting in the Northwest Territories legislature; my career being threatened by a scandal involving improper relations with a girl!
We went out to Orchard Home Farm and got some October apples. We also bought corn at Gillespie's place.
When we got home I had a headache so I went back to bed.
Dinner was shrimp primavera.
9/11 World Trade Center survivor: "I'm gonna be a good boy tonight!"--Seven Days in September
Dreamed of a general in the Philippines giving a public speech on the eve of the climactic battle in a civil war; going to a tiny cinema in the area northwest of Rosedale; seeing two featurettes about the crooked election of a sheriff and dangerous turtles; meeting a little kid in a library who wouldn't let go of me.
Saw the DVD of Seven Days in September, a documentary about New York City in the week after 9/11, from the perspective of independent filmmakers.
Dinner was roast chicken.
Saw the DVD of the first episodes of I'm Alan Partridge, with Steve Coogan as the human train wreck from Knowing Me, Knowing You.
Then I saw the DVD of the first episode of The Other Hollywood , Kevin Brownlow's documentary series about European silent movies (for the second time). [The first time I saw it was on my tiny TV set during my eight months in London in 1995.]
Moira's already starting on a new season of The Wire!
"Regard our place from the point of view that we only ask you to leave us alone, and we are as capital a Department as you'll find anywhere"--Little Dorrit
Dreamed of the Nat King Cole song "When I Fall in Love"; carrying a load of fertile soil up a hill; looking out of our old house in Sackville, N.B., and seeing a snowstorm.
Went shopping.
Dinner was the rest of the felafels.
At opera rehearsal we went over most of Die Fledermaus, except that when we got to the "Du und Du" waltz number it turned out the chorus had been given the wrong words to sing! We'll be getting yet another score to correct that mistake.
Lawyer: "I have seen people get rid of a good deal of other people's money, and bear it very well: very well indeed"--Little Dorrit
Dreamed of reflecting how much I miss the back-yard garden from our old home in Sackville, N.B.; stopping on the road between Sackville and Moncton, seeing snow on the ground and wondering what time of year it was; the lines from Tennyson's "In Memoriam"
So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night.
An infant crying for the light,
And with no language but a cry.
Dinner was sausage and mashed potatoes.
At choir practice we started on the first act of Lucia di Lamermoor. (Carmen said hi to me. Maybe she likes me!) [The power of wishful thinking...]
Ordered several new o'ekaki puzzle books on Amazon, along with the Lexicon of Musical Invective.
Went to a Games Meetup at the Yellow Griffin. I played Smallworld (my races were flying tritons and hill humans) and Kingsburg (I was only three points behind the winner).
Dinner was felafels and pita bread.
Dreamed of seeing Ronald Merrick (the villain in The Jewel in the Crown) and another soldier lurking on the campus of my alma mater Mt. Allison University; considering the saying "The unexamined life is not worth living" and wondering whether Merrick examined his; considering the moment near the end when Merrick was murdered by a catamite and imagining Merrick asking a question about India's future and the catamite saying "You'll never know," and killing him.
Went to an Aspergers Meetup at Wynford Heights. Nan was impressed when she heard I'd scored over 60,000 in the Train video game shed introduced me to. (Her word was "insane!") We've merged with another group, so there were almost a dozen people there. [In that Train game I also learned to put the train on a closed loop and get an infinite score!]
Dinner was pork chops.
