Monday, November 11, 1996
Written at 2:34:34pm
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  Now I'm senselessly considering moving to another city. Chicago seems nice. I could find a job in London.

Naah. I'll never leave this town when all I know of Queens is what I see from the cars that take me to the airports, and when all I know of Brooklyn is the bridge that takes you there.

Wait. Oh, none of that is true. Hey, I almost had my head squished by the right rear tire of a stationwagon in Queens; used to play chess in Brooklyn. One night a guy took me move-by-move through a famous chess match: the one for which Bobby Fischer won the Genius Award. I was tingling all over when it erupted the way it did.

Haven't been to Brooklyn lately, though; used to go out to Woodside almost every night, playing piano for a production of Annie that ended up paying about 50� day.

Picture of me in the near-dark