Move It

She always got as mad as she could be, never just a little mad.

-Joanna Scott
MAKE BELIEVE

Twenty-five years ago today:

April 8, 1987
Wednesday

Carla Guzman and I will begin a 3-day diet plan that will enable the both of us to lose ten pounds. It’s her idea and I’m all for it. It’s worth a try.

Today Carla and I ate lunch at ELSIE’s. I happened to see Elena Drury, a San Francisco Pac Bell Directory Yellow Pages Sales Manager. Carla was wearing a grubby outfit but that didn’t stop me from being with her. She’s too fun and is normally dressed so professionally. The only thing about Carla is that she is quite unreliable at times.

I received a phone call from Eileen while at work.
“Oh Mike, I can’t come to San Francisco after all.”
“I knew it!” I said in a disappointed tone.
“Can’t you come to Hillsborough tonight?”
“Oh…I don’t know.”
“Oh come on, please.”
How could I say no?
“All right.”
“Great…but could you park a block away that way the Mrs. won’t know that I didn’t have school tonight.”
I sighed without realizing what she meant.

PHOTO: Michael and Eileen, April 4, 1987

As my work day came to a close I drove to South San Francisco. As I drew near to Hillsborough I didn’t feel like parking a block away, so I parked in the driveway. I figured I had driven all the way from The City after a hard day and there was no reason to park and walk a long block.
Eileen came outside and commanded me sternly, “Move it right now.”
I didn’t want to and said, “No way.”
She didn’t come outside after that, so I just left!
I had to fight tons of traffic over the San Mateo Bridge and it felt as though I was driving for hours.

I arrived at to my mom’s house in Alameda after six o’clock. Mom had the day off and she made some of her delicious tuna sandwiches. I was happy. I shared my frustration with mom and dad about Eileen’s immature attitude.
I explained, “After she didn’t come out I just left the scene.”
I also mentioned how Rachelle Davies happened to make contact.  Mom tried to tie the two incidents together; however, I kept on about how there was no bearing between the one incident with Eileen and the return of Rachelle (or was there?).

I didn’t bother to bike or go to the gym. I read about the benefits of jump-roping. I did some jump ropes in my backyard, and then I did about ten minutes of my aerobics videotape.

Jeff Sombat called me from Hawaii. Stefan was there, too. I spoke to Stefan briefly. He was friendly but he was on his way to work.
Jeff asked, “When are you leaving the mainland?”
I advised Jeff, “I will probably fly to Hawaii again in June.”
I do want to visit London though. I’m hoping I can make it there in November.

I heard on the radio that ERASURE was going to perform in San Francisco at the I-BEAM on May 24, 1987. I was thinking of buying two tickets; however, I may just buy one ticket now. I could use the musical escape for my own personal enjoyment.

Eileen never did call me back on this night.

I telephoned Birda and asked, “So tell me, have you been biking lately?”
“Yes, I haven’t seen you.”
“Well, I haven’t seen you.”
It looks like I may see her tomorrow during my bike routine after work somewhere along Island Drive or Shoreline Drive.
Birda added, “I’m outta here…I’m going with my friend tonight to San Francisco to the KEY STONE.”
I thought, “What a rocker.”

I telephoned Judy Geniella. We had such a nice talk that I’ve decided to spend next weekend (Friday and Saturday) at her place in Sacramento. I think she lives in Orangevale which is in Sacramento County. It will be fun.

Let’s see. This Friday night is Frank. This Saturday night is “?”.  And this Sunday night is Rachelle.

It is better to travel alone than with a bad companion.
-Senegalese Proverb