16.IV.2001 :::: 19.25 bloomsday

postscript: maybe all i want to do is sit at home stringing beads & listening to amnesiac.

i wish it were not too hot for tea. i am a bad kentuckian & don't like it iced.

(tony curtis as joe as the shell heir in some like it hot: "some like it hot, i suppose. i myself prefer classical.")

then again i could go home & listen to karajan instead.

oh yes, this morning at the bus stop i saw a woman who is secretly an aging punk-rocker in all the ways you can tell, but she was dressed like my mother dresses when she is going to the pool.