Sunday morning in Minneapolis. Today brunch with my mother's friend Russ and then Macbeth at the Guthrie. Macbeth is not my favorite Shakespeare, by far, but it was one of the first plays I ever read, in my introduction to Shakespeare course at the University of Minnesota. Macbeth's last soliloquy is one of the sublime things in the English language. I don't know much about this production, except that it is apparently set in the 1930s. The joy for me is that I get to take my greatest professor Thomas Clayton to the production. There was a time when Shakespeare was my life. Now it occupies a slender place in my life and consciousness. The biggest mistake we make in life is thinking what is is forever, particularly what is when we are 20 years old. The great thing is that within an easy day's drive of Bismarck is one of the country's finest theaters. I frankly liked the old Guthrie better than the new, but still....