5 July 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Merrie called; we chatted as I sipped a cup of coffee at Kellogg's Diner at 11:30 p.m. after finishing both work and a slice of blueberry pie.   For some reason, she became concerned that I was going to be mugged on the way home.  I described to her the different ways in which one can be careful while walking home.

One the way up Milton Street, I became paranoid about a tall bald man walking behind me; I let him cross my path from behind.  Then, walking in parallel to him, I realized it was Mister White.  We had a heineken together.