22.12.01 – Saturday
Sent the last of my applications off yesterday, along with a story to JC and treats for other people. Well, maybe it is a bit overbold to call that little booklet a ‘treat’: more of a glorified holiday card, actually, except, of course, that it has nothing to do with the holidays, red cover notwithstanding.
Also, traveled from New England to SF yesterday, with the ever so joyous stop at Cincinnati. I read Nietzsche on the plane (it seemed suitably pretentious). From BDL to CVG, the fellow sitting next to me read the new biography of Teddy Roosevelt; from CVG to SFO, the woman next to me was reading something by Asimov the title of which I was unable to catch as she spent most of the flight using the book as a pillow.