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We drank coffee and played cards. When I wear my cowboy hat and walk down Guadalupe, strange men smile at me and throw compliments. It is truly a bizarre experience, but it does make me smile.

Melynda is stressed, and there is little I can do to change the causes. Fortunately, my company is more often pleasant than not for her, so we're hanging out watching shows on people who hang out in uranium mines because they think it makes them healthier, people who chase yetis, haunted houses and the ridiculous loop of cable news. We're laughing and eating cake, playing Minesweeper and reading.

I will miss her this weekend, but I'm glad she is getting some time away to visit her friends up there.

I have to go through my pie recipes. I'm going to Houston on Monday, and spending Thanksgiving with Melynda's family. It should be exciting. I haven't had a family Thanksgiving of any sort in years and years. I remember once that Patrick wouldn't invite me to eat with his family, but I could "come over for dessert." It hurt my feelings at the time, but I think I'm letting go of all that pain.

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I dreamed of going back to Brno, and staying in this little cottage for retired military personnel. Exceedingly strange.

Solaris

I just saw a preview for this remake of Solaris billing it as "the greatest love story." This is not a love story! If I get my hands on Cameron and Soderbergh, I will make them wish their mothers and fathers had never so much as kissed! What were they thinking, putting George Clooney in there?

The real Solaris was directed by Andrei Tarkovsky and released in 1972. It's one of the creepiest, strangest sci-fi movies ever, and based on a novel by Polish author Stanislaw Lem. I love this movie. I think it is brilliant.