March 25. Dreary day in Newburgh. So wet with rain and sleet that every trip outside – we only go to the diner and Aldi – seems like an Extravehicular Activity to us that can only be endured for a short time. We’re glad to be back in the house, practicing on our instruments, setting up J’s new bar cart, cutting up cardboard scraps. Three and a half hours watching Gangs of New York.