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Went out to dinner to a great Greek restaurant on Hope Street with my friend Bob, and then to see "Gangs of New York."

Bob dated my friend Pauline for many many years, and is, simply put, bar none, one of the greatest guys that I know. We've done a hell of a lot of theater together. I'd cast him in anything I was directing, even if I was doing a production of "The Women." He's just so genuine.

He's also unabashedly liberal, and is getting more so, having recently participated in several rallies opposing Bushie's Pocket War. And to top it off, although he's pushing sixty, he has the drive of a twenty year old, with more girlfriends than you can shake a stick at. But the thing I love the most about Bob are our conversations.

Like tonight. We're in the middle of watching "Gangs of New York." And there's a huge climactic scene (but then, there were way too many climactic scenes, if you ask me), and suddenly Bob turns to me and whispers, "Did you notice that this movie has the same plot as 'The Lion King'?"

I almost lost my lunch. Or at least, my popcorn. He was right on the money. Complete with Daniel Day-Lewis as Scar.

Anyway, Pauline told him what's going on. I knew it before I got in the car. We started driving away, exchanging small talk, and there was a lull in the conversation. And then he asked, "So you and Josie are having problems, huh?"

I turned to him and replied, "Come on, Bob, Pauline's told you everything."

And he grinned--because I was right--and said, "Well, she didn't come out and say anything."

"Right," I replied. "Because here's what she did. You asked why we were splitting up and she said she couldn't tell you, but if you guessed correctly, she wouldn't deny it. I've played that game with her a million times."

Anyway, he was very good about it. Very good. Wants to take me out dancing, as a matter of fact! Says at the club he goes to, he has several friends who are of family.

And, true to the observation of my buddy robcelt, he felt the need to share with me a few secrets of his own.

But I won't tell you what they are.

If you guess correctly, though, I won't deny them.

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Color cartridge printed! Now I can send out the query letters!

*happy dance*

Just finished paying bills.

*the party's over*


Tomorrow I must mend some bridges. I kind of snapped at someone today in front of a group of people, and must apologize. She kind of deserved it, but I do not want to live a life of anger any more. It will be a hard conversation, because this person always takes everything that I say wrong, anyway. And when I feel under the gun, I always SAY the wrong things.

But I shall continue forward, nevertheless.

I'm reading a great book called "The Culture of Fear." The authors just blew apart the old myth about Halloween candy and razor blades. I love myth busting. Probably because so many of my myths have been busted, this year.

On another note, I was offer a part in a play last night. But the show goes up in August. I told Chuck no, because Josie and I were separating, and I need to be close to home. He said he was sorry, but it's clear his mind was on, "Who the hell can I call next?" Ah, I've been there...