Lovely weather. I'll be going down to the food-giveaway at the community center in a bit--not because I want food, but to see if Friday has survived the conversion of his welfare pittance into methedrine. Talking with Kristen, I proposed persuading the sisters at Holy Names Academy to let us use one of their nine-foot Steinways once a month, for intensive practise. This sounds innocent enough, and constructive, but what I really mean is: "For God's sakes, let's have some focus here. Learn the goddamned key-signatures. Don't forget from one measure to the next what the goddamned tempo is."