-Uma Thurman to Robert Pattinson
BEL AMI, 2012 motion-picture
Twenty-five years ago, October 4, 1987:
Photo: Polaroid Shots from October 4, 1987
The first collage includes family photos while at my mom’s house that include mom, my brother Tony, my brother John and John’s wife, Sherri and mom’s two grandchildren Ashley and Lauren Armijo.
The second collage includes photos of my former coworker and friend, Margaret Lai, and her son, Lance. Lance and Ashley are both born in 1984. Margaret and Lance came by to visit me at the Alameda Townhouse. The third collage includes photos of Mike Miller and Suzy Miller. Suzy and I are in front of a Victorian house in Alameda. Mike is in front of his cool, little sports car. Mike is also munching out on a chicken meal fit for a King. 
The Beginnings – Part 93: MELLOW OUT! 
September 24, 1983
George and I had some home baked blueberry muffins for breakfast. Before we knew it were on wild rides at GREAT AMERICA like The Demon, The Edge and The Wizzer.
There were a lot of girls giving us ‘the eye’. They were turning their heads at us. They gave us the ‘up and down’ very intently. It was funny. We laughed it off. George and I really had a great day. By four o’clock we had checked in to the MARRIOT HOTEL. We only had one tidbit of a fight.
It happened when George abruptly said, “Mellow out!”He gave this response after I had said, “You comb your hair too much!”
I guess I deserved the abrupt reply; however, he does have an obsession with combing his hair. I really didn’t mean to hurt his feelings. I only wanted to help him out. It was only for his benefit because I love him. That’s the only reason I say these things to him. He simply takes it the wrong way.
We had a great late afternoon at the hotel. We left for dinner at the local EL TORITO. We were stuffed. While dining we met a friendly girl named Janice. She was cute but we were shocked to learn that she was ‘a dyke’.
George and I shared a great evening in bed. It’s so amazing how our friendship (and relationship) has lasted this long. What next?
These games were little dramas, in structure almost pure monologues, reflecting the imperiled but brilliant life of the author’s mind like a perfect self-portrait.
-Hermann HesseTHE GLASS BEAD GAME
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