Just got through reading 68 pages of Ray Carney's Mailbag Letters. Some fantastic quotes in there to Copy and Paste! I saw lots of letters from friends, but sadly none of my numerous letters to Ray were worthy of posting, I guess.

(he said as he walked over the Ray Carney Shrine in the darkened corner of the empty apartment to remove books, pictures, candles and a doll made from strands of Carney's hair)

Still, the discovery of the "1st version" of John Cassavetes's "Shadows" and the possibility of seeing it, makes living worthwhile!

But after reading so much I fell asleep and dreamed about my dad's house that now lays empty after he slipped into dementia and had to be put away.

The house was empty and I slept on a sleeping back in an empty room after I had somehow found enough money to buy it. It was dark and there was a scratching at the window next to me. I looked up and it's my father in hospital clothes holding an IV bottle and tubes are hanging out of his arms and nose.

I've had this dream many times before. It terrifies me because he is so angry and hateful in this dream. He wants to kill me! He tries to break the glass!

I always wake up here, but tonight it's not my dad, it's John Cassavetes looking in at me through the window. He looks angry at me, too!

"What are you doing?" he screams.

I don't have a proper answer for him as I wake up wet with sweat.

I wonder if Oliver Stone watched this movie?

This was "Alexander the Great," from 1965 with some of my favorite guys! William Shatner, Adam West, Joseph Cotten and John Cassavetes. I'm hoping the Museum of Radio and Television in Beverly Hills has a copy for me to watch!

It doesn't get any cooler than seeing John Cassavetes punch Ronald Reagan in the face in Don Siegel "The Killers" which I watched not long ago. And wasn't Angie Dickinson the Jessica Alba of her day?

I wonder what Cassavetes would do to George W. Bush?