it works out sometimes. it gets tangled but that's entanglement. i had a bad dream. i kept pushing the button and getting nothing and thought uh-oh my camera's dying but as far as i know that was just a dream though i missed some cool pictures of a beautiful black dog on a green hill with violets in the warm sunshine dancing for me. i saw it. even if the camera had worked i wouldn't have the pictures—and i remember the scene. oh, and i can drop the rent envelope tomorrow, and no monkey walk this morning, so i'm watching now medvedev and rublev play tennis awesomely and we can go get books and food and look at a new stove later. meanwhile we're winding down somehow but we're still here now and will be dog willing for monkey monday.