just woke up. a pastor friend's voice inside my head. dream like an old black and white silent film. egyptian priests approach altar in temple expecting to find sacred object, but sacred object has been stolen away. guilty party escapes by swamp boat in reedy marsh. as part of an elaborate plan to transport the apparently small object, a hole has to be drilled into the back of a live goat's head. the goat is anestheticized (sp?), but sometimes it wakes up and the anesthetic has to be readministered. that's all i remember.
will probably not go out today. it was freezing at 6 am. accomplished a good bit yesterday. if thursday (presumably warmer) goes well, it will have been a successful week. may try to go crosstown to st. andrew's on saturday evening.
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