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Friday, October 18, 2002

I managed to find some quiet moments to listen to LA Theater Works' " The Prisoner of Second Avenue." Neil Simon is a funny guy. But you all know that.

This one wasn't full of symbolism and deeper meaning. It reminded me of a black-and-white slapstick sitcom. It was funny.

He published it in the 70s, and the many references to Valium make it seem pretty dated. Valium is not the trendy drug that it used to be.

I especially liked the gasps by Richard Dreyfuss...I think it must take practice to gasp that well.
posted by Murphy 10/18/2002

This has been quite a week. My Co-worker had a cold, and it turned into a nasty cough. That either created or exacerbated a hernia he had. He went in for surgery. He was recovering, but then he died.

Tom was a very good man. We miss him. His wife and son miss him even more.

Last monday we heard that Tom had died. Then last thursday I came down with Tom's cold.

Germs live forever.
posted by Murphy 10/18/2002

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