Patrol due west today – nothing, as usual.
Got back in time to see the end of a big “free” brawl at the new BOQ – wine, women, and song. The second one I’ve missed.
Grabbed the required black necktie and rushed down to the station movie in time to stand in a good long line, get shoved around, and finally jammed onto a cement step. But, for once, the show was worth it – Ginger Rogers in “Roxie Hart” – a right with some damn good acting in it – all about one of those free public shows, called a murder trial, back in the wild Twenties — what a farce.