grand finale

Finished Moresco's Clandestinity last night.  Interesting and unusual and successful in its way.  A writing exercise project?  In the last story he gives the life a grand finale under the title King.  Liked most the use of the interior spaces and volumes, lights and shades, sounds, touches, of buildings, house, apartment, palace.  All very DeChirco-esque?  A leap there but one of his paintings comes to mind.  Did I like it enough to find a place for it on a shelf?  Maybe, but more Deep Vellum than Moresco?  And more in anticipation of Max Lawton's promo about the big book coming out in the spring?  George sent a great chatgpt dialog with himself about quiet rebelliousness against dominance of intelligence.  Today a declared oats fast day.  Oatmeal and nothing else!  Powersludge for lunch.  Well, already three chocolate alai nuggets.   But that's all.  Warm day.  Bright.  Tree blazing.  Books piled.  Which one next?  Handke's Goalie since I watched the movie?  I think I had seen that movie years and years ago.  Wim Wenders.  Bela trying out the new location for her big apple screen in the den. I was mistaken about the kids calendar, they are not on vacation now.  Maybe halloween weekend was the end of that vacation.  Must have been.  Dennis's aunt has the great line of the day:  "We've had a relatively warm autumn. Still a lot of leaves on the trees. Philadelphia told me to give my 30 day notice. But they told me that in May. I'm waiting for an actual date I can move in. I've had enough moving dates. I don't know who to bribe. Which department handles speedy moves into senior housing.  Did I tell you, at my father's funeral my Aunt Karen (nearing 90 or slightly above) gave me a list of Republicans I should assassinate."