Dinner last night with the professor and his wife.
How offensive of me. I should have just as rightly written: dinner last night with the editor and her husband.
The meal punctuated an evening which had started with me filling their bath with sulfuric acid. The acid was something of a success as was the dinner.
I insisted tthey listen to Patti Smith's cover of Smells like teen spirit; another success.
http://www.youtube.com/user/Tristanmarcu#p/f/30/M_ciiCyxOJA
On the walk home I mused on the fact that to the Muse make-up was a weapon, make-up was a lie; it was all made up.
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