No pictures were taken before it was cut into, but selkie made, for my birthday observed, an Election Day Cake. My godchild and his boyfriend made the icing. It had cranberries instead of raisins and I ate two slices.



Otherwise I went for a walk in the late afternoon, read more Leo Rosten, watched more Tasmanian lesbians, did some book yelling with Selkie. In the process of re-finding John Foreman's The 'Ouses in Between (1966) because I had one of its music-hall songs stuck in my head, I found his obituary from August and feel I should tell ashlyme to look out for his broadsheets and chapbooks in used book stores. The Internet Archive still appears to be down, which is something of a bummer because it's where I found the last three movies I wanted to write about. I am extremely confident that I look like some kind of deranged monk in this knee-length black hoodie which I have inherited for winter, but my godchild fell over laughing the second he pulled up my hood to complete the effect, so I am regarding it as a public service.