What Day Is It?
I despair for this neighborhood. Everyone's constantly and brazenly drunk except for the schoolchildren - and even they drink alone in their rooms. I want to move to a different neighborhood, a neighborhood that is simple, benign, flowing with a kind of human milk. Specifically, I'm thinking of the Amish with their quilts and their poliomyelitis and their refusal to golf. Is that what I want for myself? Maybe, but do the quilts have to be so colorful? I can't sleep under a quilt that has more that five colors - it keeps me awake.