There isn't a great deal to write every day.
Yesterday, I got a wig. There is a specialist "salon" at the flea market on Sample Rd. I didn't know that you need an appointment, but eventually , I was seen by Michelle, with her long bleached blond mane. Initially, I tried grey,which is my natural color,but once you see the difference color makes, you get over it. So, I am now a sort of dyed blond. They make it so that it looks as though the roots are growing out, which is surprisingly nice. I wore the wig for Lee and Reuven to see and that's enough for now.
Today, one of my dreams came true: I had steak and eggs for breakfast at Denny's. With grits. I wolfed it down. For sure my appetite isn't normal - gargantuan as it was, I could have gone for another one. I'm being humoured - none is prepared to tell me that I'm being a pig.
Ed came around and showed me his new stuff. A few nice pieces, but too expensive. We went to get my things from Miguel, not all of which were done.
Tonight, some of the Israeli gang are coming for supper. Myra has made cholent & brisket, which smell divine. Why am I back to food?
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