Session is over by now...I'm as tired as I was at 10 this morning. Read, under-reacted, slept...only know I slept because I dreamed...at Pete Hale's, in front of a computer, looking at cassette tapes in a drawer while talking to Pete who was out of sight in the dining room eating something before going to an engagement...a female cat appeared with white gloves and a '50s-style white women's purse and a pillbox hat with a veil...and nobody found it unusual...

There's a certain amount of guilt that I didn't accomplish anything today other than reading... That's my upbringing: Midwestern, Germanic, Lutheran and, yes, Republican, dammit. (But Papa, my maternal grandfather was not only a Democrat, but idolized Roosevelt; he was a true New Dealer. And he looked a lot like Lyndon Johnson...)

I'm eating a second supper...a fried ham sandwich. Not quite 8:00, but I'm going back upstairs to bed.

Hope the session went well...sorry to have missed it. Sorry I couldn't bring Tom...

Linn