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Mother of a Mother's Day! I spent the day not doing much of anything. Watched two movies (told you I wasn't doing much)--Asylum and The Enforcer. Asylum was a British film about a strange group of people who administered the running of an asylum. One of the doctor's wives became obsessed with a patient who had killed his wife in jealous rage. One of the reviews characterized the film as a Hitchcockian psychological thriller. I'm not so sure it was a thriller. It was more of a plodding tale, told by the idiots, and in the end signifying not much of anything. The Enforcer is one of Clint Eastwood's Dirty Harry tales. In this episode, Harry takes on a woman as a partner and blows up the terrorists in a terrorist plot, along with his clipped comments and observations.

I dreamed last night that I was sitting in a cafe waiting for someone. I was getting anxious when the person wasn't showing up. I felt that the cafe owners were getting angry with me just taking up a table but not ordering anything. I finally got up and left the place. I walked through a dark and rough part of town. I ended up at a terminal where some trains and buses initiated their respective routes. It was a section of town that was less threatening, busy with people moving about, shopping and grabbing transportation.

Beginning another week--another weak--another peak!