24 Nov 96 
 
What first, what first, what first.   
 
Well, last night I went out to see the new Star Trek movie, and I must say  
it would have been a very good two or three episodes.  And my, did  
Jean-Luc look buff.  And oh my, Brent Spiner is a handsome man.  But that  
is irrelevant.  I just don't think it was worth $8.50 to see.  However, we  
did get to see about 10-15 minutes of previews.  I would watch a show just  
made of movie previews. 
 
But I wouldn't pay $8.50 for it.  Maybe $3 max.  I'm generous. 
 
It was a nice night outside last night.  I really like this mid-40s  
weather.  It keeps me alert, but I dress so that only my face really gets  
cold. 
 
So this morning, I came into my office, got some easy homework problems  
out of the way, then I headed off to the Met.  I think I spent most of my  
time in the Armor halls and the 20th century art rooms.  Beauty, beauty  
everywhere but ugly also to drink.  The Tiffany stained glass windows and  
glass mosaic fountain were gorgeous in a very real, superficial sense as  
well as in the craftmanship behind it.  I saw an intriguing sculpture  
called "Lilith" of a woman crouching in bronze with glass eyes -- the most  
interesting part is that she's crouching on the wall.  There was also this  
room of inlaid wood representing a study with cabinets full of esoteric  
scientific instruments as well as mystical symbols -- it's called a  
studiolo.  Madonna, a piece by Dali that I had never seen before anywhere,  
has a picture of the Madonna, but done as large dots so that you have to  
stand far away to see it, and done in even larger dots, so you have to  
stand even farther away, is an ear.  Don't ask me. 
 
I had an interesting personal experience of my own: after walking up two  
flights of stairs, my heart was pounding so hard I could see it -- in my  
eyes.  My eyes were pulsing.  I don't think that's a good thing.  My heart  
had better behave itself. 
 
Then I went to Barnes & Noble to purchase some much-needed books.  And now  
I'm back at 3 o'clock, and hardly anybosy's here.  Hmmm.  Maybe they  
haven't gotten up yet.  Or, the more likely possibility, perhaps they have  
better things to do. 
 
Which reminds me, I have better things to do.