DINNER TONIGHT

A simple meal, purchased at the market. Noix de St Jacques [scallops], sauted. Asparagus steamed, Little potatoes. A nice wine. Not a bad life, all in all. Tomorrow, back to expounding the thought of Freud.

I remain mesmerized by the fallout of the Ensign affair. There is a two thousand year and more history of of the sanctimonious being revealed as hypocrites [see Matthew, Chapter 23.] Tom Coburn is implicated, Rock Santorum is implicated. Schadenfreude is so satisfying.