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Having just turned forty, have resolved to embark on grand project of writing every day in this new black book just got at OfficeMax. Because what do we know of other times really? How clothes smelled and carriages sounded? Will future people know sometimes cats fought in night? Because by that time some chemical invented to make cats not fight? Last night dreamed of two demons having sex and found it was only two cats fighting outside window.

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Having just turned forty, have resolved to embark on grand project of writing every day in this new black book just got at OfficeMax. Because what do we know of other times really? How clothes smelled and carriages sounded? Will future people know sometimes cats fought in night? Because by that time some chemical invented to make cats not fight? Last night dreamed of two demons having sex and found it was only two cats fighting outside window. Interesting to future generations that even sophisticated college grad like me sometimes woke in cold sweat, thinking of demons, believing one possibly under bed?

Hereby resolve to write in this book at least twenty minutes a night, no matter how tired. If discouraged, just think how much will have been recorded for posterity after one mere year! Missed a day. Things hectic. Will summarize yesterday.

Yesterday a bit rough. While picking kids up at school, bumper fell off Park Avenue. Ours not new. Ours oldish. Bit rusty. Renn, history teacher, quite helpful, retrieved bumper note: write letter of commendation to principal , saying he too once had car whose bumper fell off, when poor, in college.

Eva assured me it was all right bumper had fallen off. Image that stays in mind is of three sweet kids in back seat, chastened expressions on little faces, timidly holding bumper across laps. Lilly oldest, nearly thirteen! Upon arriving home, put bumper in garage. In garage, found dead large mouse or small squirrel crawling with maggots. Stood looking up at house, sad.

Thought: Why sad? If sad, will make everyone sad. Have to do better! Be kinder. Start now. Soon they will be grown and how sad, if only memory of you is testy, stressed guy in bad car.

At that time, will have chance to reflect deeply on meaning of life, etc. Have a feeling and have always had a feeling that this and other good things will happen for us! House is mansion where Lafayette once stayed. Across trout-stocked stream, red Oriental bridge flown in from China. Showed us hoofmark from some dynasty. In front room, near Steinway, plaster cast of hoofmark from even earlier dynasty, in wood of different bridge. Picasso autograph, Disney autograph, dress Greta Garbo once wore, all displayed in massive mahogany cabinet.

Pam my wife, very sweet, love of life! I know I would. In front of house, on sweeping lawn, largest SG arrangement ever seen, all in white, white smocks blowing in breeze, and Lilly says, Can we go closer? Perhaps this is all very new and exciting to you? Just then father Emmett appears, says time for dinner, hopes we like sailfish flown in fresh from Guatemala, prepared with a rare spice found only in one tiny region of Burma, which had to be bribed out.

She indicates the tree house, which is painted Victorian and has a gabled roof and a telescope sticking out and what looks like a small solar panel. Thomas, as usual, exaggerating: tree house is more like one-third size of our house. Still, yes: big tree house. Our gift not the very worst. Although possibly the least expensive—someone brought a mini DVD-player; someone brought a lock of hair from an actual mummy! Because Leslie who appeared disappointed by the lock of mummy hair, and said so, because she already had one!

In any event, this eased the blow when the next gift was a ticket to the Preakness! It was a blessing, a chance for me to rediscover what terrific animals they are, after school, on days on which Les had yoga. Which is what is happening now, with Les and horses.

God, she loves them. After dinner, strolled grounds with Emmett, who is surgeon, does something two days a week with brain inserts, small electronic devices? Or possibly biotronic? They are very small. Hundreds can fit on head of pin? Or dime? Did not totally follow. He asked about my work, I told. He said, Well, huh, amazing the strange, arcane things our culture requires some of us to do, degrading things, things that offer no tangible benefit to anyone, how do they expect people to continue to even hold their heads up?

Could not think of response. Note to self: Think of response, send on card, thus striking up friendship with Emmett? Our kids sat watching stars, fascinated. What, I said, no stars in our neighborhood?

No response. From anyone. Actually, stars there did seem brighter. On star platform, had too much to drink, and suddenly everything I thought of seemed stupid. So just went quiet, like in stupor. Pam drove home. I sat sullen and drunk in passenger seat of Park Avenue. Kids babbling about what a great party it was, Lilly especially. Thomas spouting all these boring llama facts, per Emmett.

Pulled up to house. Another silence as we regarded blank, empty yard. Watched to see if kids would take initiative and pick up. But no. Kids only slumped past and stood exhausted by front door. Knew I should take initiative and pick up. But was tired and had to come in and write in this stupid book.

Do not really like rich people, as they make us poor people feel dopey and inadequate. Not that we are poor. I would say we are middle. We are very, very lucky.

I know that. But still, it is not right that rich people make us middle people feel dopey and inadequate. Just reread that last entry and should clarify. Am not tired of work. It is a privilege to work.

I do not hate the rich. I aspire to be rich myself. And when we finally do get our own bridge, trout, tree house, SGs, etc.

Last night, after party, found Eva sad in her room. Asked why. She said no reason. But in sketch pad: crayon pic of row of sad SGs. Could tell were meant to be sad, due to frowns went down off faces like Fu Manchus and tears were dropping in arcs, flowers springing up where tears hit ground. Note to self: Talk to her, explain that it does not hurt, they are not sad but actually happy, given what their prior conditions were like: they chose, are glad, etc.

Note to self: Find online, download, play for Eva.

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Я все сотру перед уходом, - пообещала.  - Если только вы с женой не захотите сохранить этот фильм для своей частной коллекции. - Делай свою распечатку и выметайся! - зарычал. - Si, senor, - засмеявшись, ответила Мидж с подчеркнутым пуэрто-риканским акцентом и, подмигнув Бринкерхоффу, направилась к двойной двери директорского кабинета.

Личный кабинет Лиланда Фонтейна ничем не походил на остальные помещения дирекции.

Приемный покой представлял собой бесконечный узкий коридор с выстроившимися в ряд во всю его длину складными стульями.

Установленная на треноге картонная табличка с надписью OFICINA стрелкой указывала направление. Беккер двинулся по едва освещенному коридору. Все здесь напоминало зловещую декорацию к голливудскому фильму ужасов. В воздухе стоял тяжелый запах мочи. Лампочки в конце коридора не горели, и на протяжении последних двадцати метров можно было различать только смутные силуэты.

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