Wish I'd gotten up earlier this morning. Still, if I had, my dream would not have been so complete.
My hours asleep involved a multiple cast of characters who gather on a Greek Isle to virtually save the World. Some of the characters are a mother and daughter, a group pacifists, a few politicians, and a terrorist. The dream began as they were all gathering for the flight and ends as they are flying home. They agree on how to save the World . . . when --
My day awake involved my normal Email work, visits from Jason, and a long satisfactory talk with Grace (my Second Wife). I had received a nice card from First Wife Bunty, following up a phone call from her and Daughter Miranda. On Jason's second visit of the day, he brought the beauteous, rather exotic M., but they stayed no time.
Grace was in a pleasantly chatty mood. We talked for nearly two hours about various subjects. I told her about a new, quite ambitious restaurant opening in Pacifica today: The Surf Spot. It is located above Highway 1, near Rockaway, at the site of the old Gem Patio Store. The veteran chef Derek Burns has worked for several years upon the concept: A surfers lounge featuring three dining rooms and a bar (made from a long single slab of ancient redwood), plus "cabanas" and a show area capable of accommodating a couple of hundred people. The cuisine will be small plates from around the World, casual comfort food, and formal dinners based on local fish catch and food stuffs; a small but excellent wine list, all items available by the glass. Their equipment includes a big crap cooker, a wood fired rotisserie, and a huge clay oven for roasting pigs. Grace was skeptical, but I would hope it would have a chance.
Much of our time was devoted to her new kitten, a calico who is very demanding and delightful.
We also spoke of neighborhood matters in Pacifica.
This evening (when Jason actually arrived with M.), I was watching the final seasonal episode of THE BORGIAS, which tied up the burning of Savonarola, the second marriage of Lucretia, and the revelation to Pope Alexander that Son Caesera had murdered his brother. It was all handled sumptiously and masterfully by Writer/Director Neil Jordan. Jeremy Irons outdid himself as the Pope. I still wonder what the Vatican thinks of all this. Evidence of the decline of the Church's influence on the Western World in recent decades, I would judge.
After some drawing and filling, I'm going to prepare my own supper.
SIGN OF THE APOCALYPSE: I could not save the World, even in my dreams.
Macresarf1 would write no more this day.
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