Thirty years ago today
I met Chris at 7:30 and the job lasted until 18:00. We decided to meet for a drink with his girlfriend Anna at Paupers. Tom Smarda was playing guitar at the corner of Bathurst and Bloor but he couldn't join us because he was barred.
I talked for a long time with Anna about Nancy. She said to read R.D. Lang on schizophrenia and that he says that there is always a second party, in this case Nancy's mother, who contributes to it.
Anna said that she knew about the commune Dragonfly where Tom lived but what she knew was confidential.
I met Tom, we caught the Beer Store before 23:00 and went to my place. I'd had three at the bar and so I only had one at home.
He gave me the issue of Grub that came after my submissions were published and the whole issue was full of angry responses to me.
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