So yesterday I was supposed to go out with Anne, but she ended up being sick and canceling, so I decided to spend the afternoon in the backyard. And it ended up being a really spectacular day.

It wasn't as though anything really wonderful happened, a big bag of money didn't fall from the sky or anything, it just was hours and hours of niceness and contentment and sun.

I was hanging in the sun, then Fran and the kids came out and joined me and we paddled in the pool, and then Cynthia came home and we all went to the House of Pancakes for dinner, then Cynthia drove to a meeting that she had to go to and Fran and I and the girls walked home. Me rather quickly, since I have a very delicate system and accept the fact that when I eat the House of Pancakes, I get sick pretty soon afterwards. But it's worth it.

See what I mean? Nothing that interesting to tell, but a great day to live. I told Omar about it, and he said all wistfully, "I want to sit in the backyard! I want to paddle in the pool! I want to go to the House of Pancakes!" so it seems that next Sunday we will try to recreate lightning in a bottle again.

I had told Fran that I was going to be taking nude photos of Omar and I also separately told Fran that today, Omar and I were going to go to Coney Island to take photos, and yesterday he suddenly said to me, "So, where are you taking these pictures at Coney?" "O, you know, Astroland, the Cyclone, Nathan's, places like that," and he's looking at me like I'm crazy, and I realize what he's thinking.

"No, um, wrong photo shoot!"

Will you look at how freckled my shoulder is? I have never had freckles in my life, though I always wanted them, and I noticed them on my forearms a couple of years ago, but suddenly, there they are, a million of them on my shoulders.

Today's horoscope:
Now that you understand the rhythm, you can afford to break it. Know your priorities. Small challenges only excite you about the prospect of finding an innovative solution.

One year ago today:
Perhaps this will make up for the fact that we are all going straight to hell for doing this show.

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