April 6, 2003
Don’t feel good. Headache, slight fever and scratchy throat. Came home for lunch on Friday and went straight to bed. Felt good to rest.

Got up at three and worked on two paintings of Wyatt Earp. Knocked off at six and picked around. Watched war coverage and went to bed early.

Woke up at seven on Saturday morning. Got up, made breakfast, loaded up the truck with recycling garbage. Kathy and I drove it up to Town Center and dumped it, then checked mail. Went by office and Sue was there working overtime. She’s great.

Came home and started two possible cover paintings. I have good sketches and laid in several washes. Got several good passages going, unfortunately not in the same painting.

Worked until around five. Deena came home and I suggested we all go out to dinner. Got dressed and drove up to Tonto. Sat outside. Rather cool out (snowing in Flagstaff) but sat by fire and it was toasty. Had two glasses of wine, corn chowder and a salad ($55 cash). Then went up to El Encanto so Deena could apply for a job there. Place slammed. Sat in bar and watched some of the Texas final four game. Kansas trounced Marquette earlier. The really irritating thing is the Wildcats beat both Texas and Kansas in the regular season.

Came home watched more war coverage, got tired of the repetition, watched a taped “Real Time” with Bill Mahr (sp?). Very funny. Also watched some of Richard Pryor Live at The Sunset Strip. He was so funny. Really a genius. Then watched some of “The Good, The Bad & The Ugly.” Lee Van Cleef was such a great bad guy. The living embodiment of a vulture. Great style. I forgot how good it was. Went to bed around 11:30.

“Never, never trust anyone who asks for white wine. It means they're phonies.”
—Bette Davis