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Strange happenings: had a meeting with a client during which he almost hit me he was so out of control. guess i’m dropping him. the bayshore house is as beautiful as ever, the crickets are heavy, the drainage pump from the development across the street kept us company this evening of national night out…

i interviewed for a job as stage manager for four shows at the newly renovated asolo theater up the street.

ms. k is on the street in mexico city - she sends this dispatch: “Meanwhile, the largest street in mexico city has become a giant campground with yoga everyday at 8 am and black beans cooked over fires and dancing at all hours. I fucking love this city….i’m never going home.”

thank the universe for all of our good luck.