I’m alive, still. My sim’s love life is better than mine. I’m working on part 2 of the memoir (see previous entry); I hope to deliver on Wednesday. The Wild Ferret is terminally ill. It would be nice if someone would nurse him (her?) back to health. Aren’t you tired of pretense? Almost done with The Autobiography of Malcolm X. I think any white person, before expressing any opinion about race, should have at minimum read this book and seen Do the Right Thing.