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Yesterday some sports thing happened, I guess. Mary Beth made nachos in the spirit of the thing but we didn't watch it, we just ate nachos. I enjoyed eating nachos. Also, she had a whim to take some of the nachos up to the independent living center where there was a thing for it for the disabled and homeless. We stayed there a little while and talked to some of the people up there. After we came home we watched a couple episodes of Terminator: the Sarah Connor Chronicles. Today at work I finished reading 20 Lines a Day by Harry Mathews. I'd picked it out 'cuz of the news of his dying recently. It was good. Pretty high quality on a lot of the pieces given the methodology behind it. There was also this issue at work that was bugging the shit out of me and didn't think I could figure it out, but after it taking a whole goddamn day I did! Yay? I came home to a cd in the mail: John Cale/Tony Conrad/Angus MacLise/La Monte Young/Marian Zazeela: Inside the Dream Syndicate Volume I: Day of Niagara (1965).