Interesting weekend, to say the least. Friday I celebrated the arrival of my table, Saturday I added some leather bistro chairs and made a connection at the store, and Sunday I made myself a nice meal and ate at a table, sitting on chairs, like a normal Western human. All is good. Sunday I also tried to surf, but the surf was very much not up - you might even say it was down - and so I sat on the beach in my folding chair and read that timeless passage from "Islands in the Stream" when Dave hooks the broadbill. Finished "Greene on Capri," too. It's funny to learn the impetus for a book such as "Travels with My Aunt" but at the end of the day I guess Shirley Hazzard made me want to read more of Graham Greene's works.

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