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Yesterday: a walk through the block where they shot Do the Right Thing- lovely brownstones and autumn leaves; an entirely different mood from the film. Sal's is a vacant lot, but the fire hydrant is still there. Into the city; help people spin the cube while waiting for someone (who was an hour and a half late; understandable, given traffic), and watch Billy Connolly walk by, talking animatedly into a cell phone. (Must catch up with Boondock Saints I & II, and get my RDA of gunplay and the word "feck.")(Anyone out there remember who had the HP icon that said, "Avada Feckin' Kedavra?") Home, to watch all sorts of sinister activities in Return of the Living Dead.

Today: listen to the Top Brass album (five jazz trumpeters from the 50s, although no household names; lovely music) while assembling bookshelves and stacking books. Then, into the city, to meet my friend Sam for dinner. How's your weekend looking, flist?