At the dentist's, today, there was a jovial old man in a wheelchair with an attentive man pushing him around and straightening out his newspapers. He was a neighbor of the hygenist I had, and she asked him if he was getting any oysters. He said, "A thousand!" It was 1,000 oysters to put in the water to eat in the future. He said he has nine children (grown, I assume), and seemed very happy and satisfied with himself.

I came home and spent some time working on the yearbook. What else... hmmm... ate some brown rice and yoghurt... hmmm...