I finally saw part of the Seinfeld episode where they spend all thirty minutes waiting for a seat at a Chinese restaurant. I tried writing a play based on a similar idea, but it didn't really work.
My dad gave me a call from the shul, saying that they needed me for a minyan, so they could say kaddish. I rushed out the door and to the shul. As a was just about to open the door, someone else did. Turns out a few people showed up to complete the minyan, and services just ended.
On my way home from shul, I was listening to Eric In the Evening on WGBH; some guy was filling in for him, and he wouldn't shut up in between songs. He introduced the next song, on which Jack DeJohnette played drums. I really wanted to hear the song, but the guy kept rambling on and on and on, so I only heard the first three seconds before I pulled into the driveway. Kind of frustrating.
I listened to Herbie Hancock's album Cantaloupe Island today. It's kind of a "best of" album of a few of his contemporary songs from the 60's. Good stuff, man.
I finished reading California Fire and Life, by Don Winslow. It was really good. Had a surprise ending. I started reading Lolita, by Vladimir Nabokov. I haven't gotten very far into it yet. I read a little this afternoon, but I fell asleep while I was reading. I haven't been sleeping well lately, anyway. I probably won't sleep tonight.
Quote of the day: "Jerry, just remember, it's not a lie if you believe it." -George Constanza, as portrayed by Jason Alexander