Chimera Song Mosaic
Thursday, July 10, 2003
I had a glorious stream of thought occurring yesterday afternoon as I gazed at my purple water lilies in my newly nuded and brightened backyard (the landlord came and cut the low and wobbly branches off the trees because he fears we might have a "hurricane"). But I could not document this because my computer froze--or maybe the mouse had lost his batteries. Who knows?

It's fixed now (that'll be Lance), but I don't have time to chat now because we are waking up at midnight to drive to Mexico City by way of Guanajuato and San Miguel de Allende. We'll be gone about a week. No more typing for me, but I have a lot to say when I get back--plus reports from the Sierra Madres and D.F. (I will attempt to sort out the occident and the orient).

But now I am so pleased that Stephanie's cat has been recovered! I have also enjoyed Eileen's story of her roadside assistance angel. Finally, I am glad that someone else--Catherine Meng--has seen Capturing the Friedmans and was both repelled by its grittiness and fascinated by its heartbreaking fumbling for truth. (Freakily enough, Catherine and I saw Happiness together in Missoula. Go figure.)

Okay, I have to go take a big nap--

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