Got out of work early, had another cup of coffee, took a long walk with Peretz through the wet, cold world, then headed up to Greenfield for afternoon cuddling with woman & dog. After that, drove up to Putney so sweet young thing could indulge in her secret vice, silent Bikram.

She's doing that now. I've been walking around the damp, snowy landscape, taking snapshots. Spent a while combing through bookstore that's dying tomorrow, all used books 75% off. For $3.30, I got The Paradoxes of Mr. Pond, Dead Babies, To Sir, With Love, Crime of Passion & Chairman Mao Talks to the People.

The Chairman says: "When people die there should be parties to celebrate the victory of dialectics."

Hear, hear.