HomeAugust 2, 1997
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Saw Shall We Dance at the Avon. Ballroom dancing lessons change the life of a salaryman. I almost wanted to run out and take dance lessons.Seriously good movie. Finished Calm at Dawn, Calm at Sunset.. Why anyone would willingly choose the life of a fisherman is still not clear to me, but I have a much greater insight into their lives. And the whole book was worth it for the phrase "the Gatsby boys" to describe the well-dressed rich and yachtly types with the perfect tans. Seriously good novel. Am I packed for Coastal Aesthetics Summer School? Nope. Have I chosen a poem to read tomorrow morning at the Tom & Ned poetry reading? Nope. Who has poetry readings at 9:00 in the morning? Isn't there a law that poets only read after 10 at night? And what on earth is the topic tomorrow? Tom says it's focusing on the Beats. Ned says the theme is Byronic death. Byronic death? Nancy and I looked for the Byronic Death section at College Hill Bookstore after the movie. Anybody who overheard snippets of our conversation must be deeply puzzled. Have I wrapped Elizabeth's birthday presents? Nope. At least I bought them. And I made a card. I'll wrap 'em in the morning after the poetry thing and then head on to Groton. Oh gee, I haven't even given any thought to the format of the ritual "Hi Bob" photo. Better get some ideas in my sleep. I had one stupendous idea: I should have one the pictures I took of Bobby at the Bobby Home from Bosnia Festival and blow it up to life size - make a standup cutout of it and pose him in various familiar places. Can't do that by tomorrow afternoon though. No progress on making flamingo arranging an Olympic sport. |
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