Up 7. Coffee, breakfast. Talked to Bree for a while - it’s been difficult, as she’s having computer problems in France; seemed tired and preoccupied overall.
Read a tiny bit of Robertson.
Worked for an hr at E77, 11:40-12:40.
Therapy.
Called Dad.
Didn’t accomplish a whole lot between 3 and 6.
Left for downtown, listened to the new dB’s archival release, I Thought You Wanted To Know. I don’t remember some of the album songs, though most were on Ride the Wild Tom-Tom, but I had forgotten how much I stole from them early on (pre- and very early NPB; high school, even). Stopped by McNally Jackson, looked for John Keene’s Punks, but it wasn’t in stock; didn’t buy anything. (Had planned to got to Mast on Ave A, but they closed at 7).
Met Pete Galub at Botanica on Houston for drinks, hosted by Jack Silbert; talked to some other people I didn’t know. 1 porter, 2 slices, left around 10:30. Preoccupied w/ my thoughts on the ride home, didn’t try to read. Read maybe 10 p. of the autonomy book. Lights out 1.