Aha! the Altruist reveals himself

Not much happened today, so... current conditions: 48 degrees fahrenheit or 9 (!) degrees celsius with mostly cloudy sky. This is according to the weather page. My window is black and the light from the desk lamp has made a mirror out of it.

I'm typing up notes from a reading that featured Stephen Elliott (the Bob Flanagan of the American politicking scene) and his friend who wore the cap of "poet".

A spoon is stuck in the bowl of ice cream though that isn't what I want.

S--sweet--if you're reading this, come home so I can have some chocolate cake? Yes, the unflattering truth comes out... I've been embarrassingly eyeing it like a Wayne Thiebaud come to life. Still untouched, it's sagging on the counter :(

Homemade birthday cake--that is what I (acutely) desire today.