Victrola has been sold.
Potluck was fun tonight -- and, as luck would have it, here's Sheela, a potluck regular, in the news. Also, my friend Ginger turned 26 tonight and celebrated at Havana. And Sunday's meeting of the writing workshop -- our second -- went well. And the sunshine appears to be never-ending. And I'm shopping for new clothes this weekend. (Wish me luck.) And Hillary's looking predictably desperate.
And all is right with the world.
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