Monday, September 15th, 2003

I’m in a large art studio trying to find something. I run into a cute black woman who stops me to talk. We chat for a bit about my high school/college years. She seems to know people I went to school with.

A bunch of people enter the room. Max Hatton is addressing the group. I notice she’s wearing a sheer shirt that shows off her breasts & nipples. I remember her never wearing a bra. She now has a bowl of soup (or some other liquid) and spills it. As I help her clean it up, she notices me and we say our hellos.

Later…

I’m playing cards at a table.