Sunday, April 3, 2016
April 2, 2016
Baking of cookies for Jack’s party. Had all sorts of ideas, but in the end took the one that was simple, so I could get the quicker to the studio, where I did new things, pleasing things, until the coughing-almost-till-you-faint drove me down the cold stairs. The party was fine, except that I realize I shall now be primarily in the company of old men. Tarzan of the Apes on TV, me remembering the first time I saw it at the Linda three generations ago.