National Gallery: Cezanne and DaDa exhibit. Will make DaDa poem — Yuppie Death March. Possible anthology of unnamed poems? (Desired outcome.)

Went and saw Frank Lloyd Wright’s Pope-Leighey House. I like Mr. Wright. He not only shares my middle name as his last, but is full of hot air and pompous. Plus his house was very, very cool — not because it was so modern or mindblowing. Everything was perfectly designed, and it takes a certain intelligence to enjoy that.

Viewed Block Party. Very good. Very, very good. Ate good Thai. Not in that order. Reverse of that order. Understood? Woke up early in the Morn’s by the lessers.

Here I am, Sunday night, awaiting Monday morning. Yuppie Death March continues.