The Beginnings - Part 150: I AM NOW SUSPICIOUS

“I’ve had dreams as well…dreams I never fully understood until this moment.   But now they make a certain kind of sense.”
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

The Beginnings – Part 150: 

I AM NOW SUSPICIOUS

November 30, 1983
Wednesday

I received my last confirmation for my last job transfer request for the ANALYST position in San Francisco.  I received another depressing C-3 rating.   It was disappointing but I suddenly had a new brainstorm idea.   I will list one-hundred companies that I would love to work for and initiate inquiries to all of them for new job prospecting.

I telephoned Alexis Budabin (is that how her surname is spelled?) during my break.
Alexis said, “I go out EVERY night.”
This was a signal that she is NMT (Not My Type).   I don’t want to be with someone who wants to go out every night. 
I decided to call Alexis again on this same evening though.   Another girl answered her phone.   When I realized it wasn’t her I just hung up.   I’ve decided to say ‘later for her’.   I am now suspicious as to whether she may be a call girl given that she is living in a hotel.   Perhaps I’m just thinking overtime because of that movie that John and I watched about American prostitutes in Japan (Ha-ha). 

I telephoned Leah again.

Leah said, “I’m taking the State Board exam tomorrow for my Cosmetology Certification.”          

“Then you’re studying hard.  Don’t worry…I’ll just call you later.”

I want to see if she might be interested in going out this coming Saturday night.   Time will tell.

My brother, John, came home early.   I was watching Joan Rivers on The Tonight Show and “Alexis Carrington” (aka Joan Collins) was on as her guest.   This made me think of my newfound Alexis, of course.

John shared some chocolate chip cookies that Sherri had made.   They were good.  

John and I started to watch that movie that I really like called THE COLLECTOR (based on the John Fowles book), starring Terence Stamp and Samantha Eggar.

I also had a random idea to look seriously into that ELITE Modeling Agency in San Francisco.  I am suddenly having all of these ‘light-bulb’ ideas.   The only issue is making the time to take the initiative.   Of course, this is only a problem if I choose to look at it as a problem.   And so…I’ve decided to believe in myself.   There is never a problem unless you make it one.

You must make, always. You must act, if you believe something. Talking about acting is like boasting about pictures you're going to paint. The most terrible bad form.
-John Fowles
THE COLLECTOR

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The Beginnings - Part 149: A BIT TOO CHUMMY

Did you ever think the universe was against you?
-as heard while watching the 2012 film
CLOUD ATLAS

The Beginnings – Part 149:   A BIT TOO CHUMMY

November 29, 1983

Tuesday

It was a bit depressing while at work today.  My job transfer requests were returned with C-3 ratings for my Directory Sales jobs.   A C-1 rating is given only if one has actually done the job before.   A C-2 rating is given when one is highly qualified.  My C-3 is a ‘somewhat qualified’ rating.   I didn’t get a C-4, so that’s heavenly; however, anyone else that has submitted for these jobs that has a C-1 or C-2 will have priority over me.   That’s depressing.  Such is life.   Time will tell.   I will just keep my fingers crossed.

After work I drove over to mom and dad’s house and ate a good meal.   When I walked in to the Townhouse I had some solitary time for about twenty minutes.   Suddenly, John and Sherri appeared and watched the videotaped movie of BREATHLESS.    I sensed that they wanted ‘alone time’, so I left for MACY’s and the RECORD FACTORY.   I couldn’t find the SPARKS cassette at the RECORD FACTORY.   I like their song called  ANGST IN MY PANTS.

I soon arrived at the gay skating rink in San Leandro.   The first recognizable face was Ned.   I see him at the StarGaze dance club in Fremont sometimes.   Frank Vasconcellos showed up, looking as cute as ever.   Then Leah (of Danville) showed up and I felt like a snail, going back in to my shell.   She makes me feel so shy.   I finally approached her.

I asked Leah, “Hey, would you like to go out sometime?”
She didn’t exactly jump at my offer.
"Well…I’m feeling kind of depressed right now over a bad experience with this girl.”
My light-bulb went ‘ON’ and I asked myself silently, “You’re gay?”
I couldn’t say the words aloud.   By the end of the evening she did give me her telephone number though.  So…who knows where it will lead?   If she likes girls and I like boys…why can’t we like each other, too?

Some new guy named Bill Helbush kept rapping with me after each time he circled the rink.   I almost looked forward to his next rotation because he’d make a point to stop to exchange a few words with me.   He bought me a Budweiser, too.   Bill was nice.   On one rotation he slipped me a note with his name and telephone number.

I also met Alexis of San Francisco.   She was super nice as well.   I had a good time.

George Jones came by me, too.

George said, “I’m getting paid tomorrow and I will be mailing you the money.”
I guess that’s a good sign.  I know I can’t count on his word.  He’s a flake.

I couldn’t get over how sweet Alexis was to me.  

“Where are you from?” I asked.
“I’m from New York.”
“Oh wow…that’s a long way from here.”
“Yes, how old are you?”
I smiled, “Old enough to have a good time…what did you have in mind…but no…I’m twenty-four.”
She smiled back, “Wow…I thought you were younger.  I’m twenty-three.”
"And I thought you were younger.”
Alexis is a bit overweight and short but she has excellent hair, great looks and beautiful teeth.   I feel an attraction toward her.

Bill Helbush has a good physique.   He’s a bit too chummy.   He now has my telephone number (as does Alexis).   We will see who I will be going out with soon.   Will I hear from Bill?  Will I hear from Alexis?

I was a little embarrassed when I returned home.   John’s car wasn’t in the garage but his bedroom door was closed.
John shouted, “Don’t come in!”
I guess he and Sherri were engaging in some sort of sexual activity.   I could only assume that to be true.

I know my behavior is reckless, I know I still have many pages to write, but I cannot resist.

-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

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The Beginnings - Part 148: HOPEFUL ANSWERS

In Paris tongues will wag, and fingers point, and I was beginning to learn that cruelty is everywhere, especially among the great and talented.
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

The Beginnings – Part 148:  HOPEFUL ANSWERS

November 28, 1983, Monday

What a disappointment.   I just noticed that George Jones received a credit on his November phone bill for sixty-eight dollars and it was all ‘thanks to me’.   Why am I even looking at his phone bill?   Well, it didn’t stop me from calling him.   It was so upsetting to see that credit that I actually called him and confronted him about the money he still owes me.  He had better pay me back.   What a little twirp!

I’ve decided to visit the gay skating rink tomorrow night in hopes of seeing Leah (the girl from Danville).  I also want to go in the hopes of seeing George.   I can confront him again.   Hopefully, I will get some loot on-the-spot.

I shared with Beth Neroda and Salima Nasardeen-Hamilton about my silent distraction over my relationship with Paloma.   I suppose I wanted their expertise in relationships.   While I walked with Salima to the BART station I wanted hopeful answers.   I didn’t really get any.  I’m in ‘wait and see’ mode.

Once I arrived home I found myself lounging with my brother, John.   John’s longtime pal, Robert Gaspar, dropped by and they watched Monday Night Football.   It’s boring for me.   I only like the Super Bowl.   I escaped and took a shower.

After drying off the phone rang and it was Nici Maurino.

Nici said, “Michael, I just ran out of gas in the Alameda tube!”

Being the kind person that I am I drove to her place near Webster Street.   I picked her up and drove her to a gas station to get gas.   Then I drove her to her abandoned car to fill it up.   She was so thankful.

I stopped at ROUND TABLE PIZZA for a pepperoni pizza.   John had requested it.   I’m glad I got it because I was craving the pizza myself.

Later, John and I watched some TV movie about American women working as prostitutes in Japan. 

I went to bed while watching Joan Rivers.   She was hosting the Johnny Carson Show again.

“Remember…what you don’t see…you don’t know.”

-as heard while watching the 2010 Israeli film
THE MATCHMAKER

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The Beginnings - Part 147: THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE

I longed to bare the wonders of my soul, and for him to do likewise, but had no idea how to bring that about.
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

The Beginnings – Part 147:   THERE IS SOMETHING ELSE

November 27, 1983

Sunday

I woke up on this Sunday morning and craved a slice of pumpkin pie.   I fulfilled my craving by going to mom’s house.  I also had an almond candy bar.

Once I was back at my pad I decided to wash my car.   By the time I finished washing my car it was time for my brother, John, to leave for work.  .

Steve arrived at around 12:15PM and we went to San Francisco for the Auto Show at MOSCONE CENTER.

I said, “I don’t know about you but I love the BUICK Regal, the FERRARI and the PONTIAC Fiero.”

It was fun seeing all of the sporty cars.   We ate at the Church Street Station afterward.

Steve said, “It’s my treat.”
I thought that was nice of him.   I bought a coffee milkshake ‘to go’ and we shared it.

Before we knew it we were on our way back to Alameda.   After we both took a ‘whiz’ it was time for Steve to go.   He left for Almaden Valley.  

I departed for San Lorenzo to get my haircut by ‘Pebbles’.   Of course, Pebbles, wasn’t working, so I ended up getting my haircut by Pam.   Pam is a new cute blond.  

After she finished cutting my hair I liked it when Pam asked, “Is there anything else?”
She caught me off-guard and I was tempted to reply candidly, “Yes, there is something else.”
I didn’t, of course.  I’m a chicken.   And right now she’s just a stranger.

I returned to Alameda and washed some clothes.   I worked out to some tunes as well.

Doug Siu called.  I vented to him about how my phone jack in the spare bedroom wasn’t working right.                                                                                                                                                                  Doug said, “I can come over to fix that third jack.   I know how to set it up for input and output.” "Great.  Come over then.”

I still have Lea on my mind.   She’s that girl who lives in Danville that I dreamed about the other night.  Paloma has begun to fade from my mind.   Perhaps this is a good thing.  I have no idea what she wants.   I honestly don’t even know when I will see her again face-to-face.

“You said that you know ways to make me happier and more serene.   But you don’t ask whether that is what I really want.”

“Well,” he said, laughing, “if we can make a person happier and more serene, we should do it in any case, whether or not she asks us to.   And how could you not want that and not be seeking it?   That’s why you are here, that’s why we are once again sitting face-to-face.”

-Hermann Hesse
THE GLASS BEAD GAME, a novel

 

 

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The Beginnings - Part 146: A CURRENT DAY CINDERELLA

"Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination (nor both together) go to the making of genius.  Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius."
-Nikolaus von Jacquin
MOZART:  A LIFE (1966)

The Beginnings – Part 146:  A CURRENT DAY CINDERELLA

November 26, 1983

Saturday

I confirmed my date with Nici Maurino for tonight.   We will be seeing the smurfs at the Ice Follies.   The day looks so very nice.   It’s a definite day for a bicycle ride.   I did it, too.   My bike ride was good.   I kept going back and forth with repetitive trips up and down Shoreline Drive.  While riding there was some older gentleman with a reddish moustache who was dressed like the star (Harrison Ford) of RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK.   I like his distinguished ‘Indiana Jones’ sense of style.   He kept greeting me as I rode by him each time.   I thought he was a nice chap; however, I couldn’t help but wonder.   Did he have ulterior motives?

After my ride I went to mom’s house for a bite to eat.   I lounged at my pad with my brother, John.   I taped the movie ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK, starring Kurt Russell.

Nici Maurino called to verify my time of arrival.   I quickly got ready.   I met her stepsisters (Marlo and Michelle).   They reminded me of my longtime friend, Debbie Honcik.   There was a definite resemblance.  It was the first time I ever recall meeting two stepsisters.   It made me wonder if Nici was supposed to bea current day ‘Cinderella’.  Was I supposed to be Prince Charming?   That’s funny. 

I also met Pete (that’s her nickname).   Pete is part of Nici’s family, too.   I met Pete’s baby and her son and her sister’s little girl.   I knew I’d never remember all of their names.  All of them were going to the Ice Capades as well.  Nici and I left for the Ice Capades. 

The Ice Capades Show was interesting.   I thoroughly enjoyed it.   It was pretty ‘smurfy’ though.   I ended up driving the stepsisters (Marlo and Michelle) to Daly City.    I actually met Nici’s dad and Nici’s stepmother.   Nici and I returned to Alameda.  We parted sweetly but nothing 'real' seemed to be there.

I turned-in for bed at my place by 12:30PM.   Oh yes…I did actually telephone Steve to confirm our Auto Show date for tomorrow.   Who knows?  It could be fun.

The only mistake in life is the lesson not learned."

-Albert Einstein

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The Beginnings - Part 145: A BIT OF A DANCING WORKOUT

"I didn't know who the hell I was.  I was whoever they wanted me to be."
-Natalie Wood, actress

The Beginnings – Part 145:   A BIT OF A DANCING WORKOUT

November 25, 1983
Friday

I awoke at around nine o’clock this morning.   I felt like it was a good time to be productive, so I took my car in for an oil change.   I dropped over at the post-office to mail the camera that Paige LaBris had left in my car months ago.   It’s better late than never.

After my errands I drove to mom’s house and found my Grandma there.  It was nice to see her.   She is always such a loving grandmother.

I soon found myself on a bike ride.   The day was crispy autumn.   It was a perfect day for a ride.   I slept for a while after my ride when I heard the doorbell ring.   It was mom and Grandma.   They stopped by to see John.   They also took my SOPHIE’S CHOICE VHS-videotape.   Mom had told her mom what a great movie it was, so she wanted her to see it.  They took the videotape to watch back at mom’s house.   I accompanied them and watched a portion of SOPHIE’S CHOICE with them.  It made me see my Grandmother 'in a new light' as she must have certainly been roughly that same age as Meryl Streep during that era of the war.

I returned to my townhouse to exercise a bit and decided to get ready for my outing to the STAR GAZE club in Fremont.   I could use a bit of a dancing work out.   While I was at STAR GAZE I met a girl named Marla Snow.   She had an uncanny resemblance to Natalie Wood. 
“Where are you from?” I asked.
“San Jose.”
I learned that Marla was only eighteen.   That’s much too young!  

I also met a gal named Sandy who had a cute figure and resembled that actress, Karen Allen, in the recent BLOW OUT film.   She was nice, too---but also too young.   I think Sandy was from San Mateo.  

I went to Black Angus after the STAR GAZE experience because the vibe wasn’t the greatest.   As it turned out…the Black Angus in Fremont was just as bad.   There were more guys there than there were girls.   I left the joint at around 1:15AM.   I was back in Alameda quickly.   I showered and slept soundly, realizing that every Friday night cannot be so good.

“You know the rules of the game.  You’ve been playing it long enough.”

-Judi Dench as ‘M’
in the 2012 James Bond film, SKYFALL

 

 

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The Beginnings - Part 144: THANKSGIVING DAY 1983

“If you wanted…you could pick your own secret missions as I do.”
-Javier Bardem as SILVA in the
007 James Bond 2012 film, SKYFALL

Twenty-five years ago,

November 24, 1987

Mom and I were still enjoying our Las Vegas weekend.   There was an Antique/Classic CAR SHOW at the Imperial Palace Hotel, so we went to see it.   It was fun sitting in the old cars and imagining ourselves driving these classic cars.   For dinner we ate at an Asian style restaurant.   Mom was happy.   I took a photo of her from across the dining table.  This Vegas escape was good for us.

I said, "We'll have to do this again!"

The Beginnings – Part 144: 
THANKSGIVING DAY 1983

Thursday, November 24, 1983

John and I woke up and we both got a bit dressed up for Thanksgiving Day.   We both decided to wear ties.  We cruised in John’s Datsun 280-Z (or as John refers to it:  ‘My Z’) to mom and dad’s house.   We watched a little football until it was time to eat.   Mom roasted the turkey very early in the morning so that we could eat by noon time.   John had to work this evening, so it worked out nicely.

After the filling meal I watched the movie A LITTLE SEX with my brother, Tony.   Then I returned to my pad to sleep for a while.   Dad and John had already fallen asleep.
Mom made me laugh when she called me and said, “I was wondering what I put in the food that put everyone to sleep.”

I had to drive John to Jack London Square because his car was giving him trouble.   I didn’t mind.

As for the remainder of this Thanksgiving evening…well, I went back to mom and dad’s house and watched A LITTLE SEX and CREEPSHOW with mom and dad.   I love that movie called A LITTLE SEX and I don’t mind watching it more than once.   It’s such a wonderful romantic-comedy, starring Kate Capshaw.   It’s one of my favorite flicks.

I returned home for the evening.   At around 2AM I could hear John and Sherri, whispering in the downstairs living room.  They were watching the other video I rented called BAD BOYS.   Sherri spent the night (I guess).   She had picked up John at 1:30AM or so from work.   It’s nice that they seem so happy together.   I almost felt like an intruder when I overheard them in the middle of the night.

“Perhaps a young man shouldn’t any longer come to a place he wonders whether he should be.”
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

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The Beginnings - Part 143: IT'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT

"You must learn to live in the world as it is; however difficult that may be for you.”
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

Twenty-five years ago,

November 23, 1987

My first full day and night in Las Vegas was fun with mom.    The balcony of our hotel room wasn't very big but I managed to set the timer of my camera to take a photo of the two of us.   The balcony had a great view of the Vegas strip.

We went out on the town and had a great dinner.   The lights of this city are amazing.  They must have an out-of-hand electric bill.

The Beginnings – Part 143: 

IT’S SOMETHING DIFFERENT 

Wednesday, November 23, 1983

It’s the last day of the work week because of the Thanksgiving Holiday.   Hurrah!  

I telephoned Paloma during one of my breaks while at work.

Paloma said, “My car is getting repaired today.”

"Good for you to take care of it all right away.”  And then I asked curiously, “Are we still ON for a movie tonight?”   I supposed I shouldn’t have been surprised with her answer.
She answered nonchalantly, “I can’t.”
She didn’t even give me a reason.   I chose not to ask for one either.   I simply left it at that.
“Okay, I’ll talk to you later,” I replied and hung-up the receiver.
The only question now is where I will call her later or not.  

I did verify my Saturday night date with Nici Maurino.   She’s so excited about going to the Oakland Coliseum Ice Follies to see the smurfs.    That should be pretty ‘smurfy’.  Ha-ha.   It’s something different at least.

After work I ate some pumpkin pie and went to the MAGIC VIDEO store and selected three movies.   I decided to choose BAD BOYS, A LITTLE SEX and CREEPSHOW.    I watched BAD BOYS with mom and dad.   It was pretty good despite the gross booger in the string beans scene. 

I returned to my pad after watching BAD BOYS with my parents.   I discovered John and Sherri in the living room watching CREEPSHOW.

I went to bed and had a dream.   Strangely enough my dream was about Lea from Danville.   I like her…but what ever became of her?   As I write now that song by Tom Petty is playing called SHE’S A WOMAN IN LOVE.   I wonder if that is just a simple coincidence.   Could she be in love?

Oh yes…Jim called while I was applying John’s video recorder.   He still wants to see me.   He wants to go out next month to see THE NUTCRACKER, so we made a tentative plan to do that.

At the end of the call Jim politely said, “Have a Happy Thanksgiving.”

I thought he was being very nice.

“It doesn’t matter.   IT WAS ALL A LONG TIME AGO, as you say, and I don’t mean to rehearse old grievances.”

-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

 

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The Beginnings - Part 142: WE BOTH NEEDED TO VENT

“Sadness frightens people. 
People avoid you like the plague.”
-La Question Humain (Heartbeat Detector),
a French film

Twenty-five years ago,
November 22, 1987

Mom and I made it to Vegas.   I instructed mom to take a photo of me in front of the sexy statue at CAESAR’S PALACE HOTEL.   I gave a 'thumbs-up'. 
 
She was pointing at something in this retail display window.   I can’t recall ‘what’ exactly.   Was it the crystal car?   In any case, she was smiling and the Vegas escape helped her mood (and mine).  I don’t like to see her sad.  This trip was just what the doctor ordered.  We had such a wonderful time in this fun-filled city.

I took a photo of her in her red blouse when we went out for dinner.   We were both so happy to be away from our usual routine.

The Beginnings - Part 142: 

WE BOTH NEEDED TO VENT...

November 22, 1983

Today I felt a little better.   I was still sick from my continued sniffling and coughing but I still felt better than the day before.

I shared lunch with Helen.   She spoke of her married beau named David.  

“Can you believe he’s married?” She asked.
I discussed my ‘smokaholic’ girlfriend, Paloma.   We both needed to vent about one another’s relationship.
"I don’t know about you but I may have to go out to Bobbie McGee’s this Wednesday night to seek out greener pastures.”
We laughed.

I telephoned Paloma that very night.   I couldn't release her from my mind.

Paloma said, “My car is fixed…at least the broken window.”
“Oh good-now we can work out our movie plans for tomorrow night.”

She paused and alerted me, “Oh, Monica is here to have her car taken care of...”

This was her way of saying she had to hang-up, so we never had a chance to confirm plans or talk further.  She was so abrupt.   It was almost as if she rudely wanted to get off of the phone to avoid further plans together.   It’s annoying.

After work I walked with Rose to her parking lot (a safety measure).   It was dark and she was scared to walk alone.   She politely gave me lift to my parking lot.

I drove home and ate tortellini pasta at mom’s house.   I saw my brothers (Tony and John).   Tony bought a new trench coat and he actually allowed me to try it on for size.   I like it.  

I watched two episodes of THE EDGE OF NIGHT with mom and a good portion of the movie THE EYES OF LAURA MARS.

I returned home to my pad for the remainder of the evening.   I decided to call Steve to see what was going on with him.

Steve said, “I tried calling you a couple of times tonight.   You weren’t home.”
I took this to mean that he wanted to know where I had been, so I explained that I was at my parents’ house.

“Do you want to go to that AUTO SHOW on Sunday night?”
“Hey, yeah maybe.”
The car show is still ‘on’, so maybe we will make it this time.
“What else is new?”
Steve confessed, “Well, I moved out of my mom's house and moved back into the apartment with the two Scotts.”
“Does George know that I invited you to the car show the other day?”
"I’m not sure.”
This leads me to believe that he does know.   No one can really keep a secret for very long.   Someone is always out-for-the-kill.   We talked about our distance from one another, my defunct relationship with George and living in the Los Gatos area.   Where will it end?

“He, too, felt that we were destined to know each other.”

-Oscar Wilde
THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY

 

 

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The Beginnings - Part 141: I THOUGHT YOU WERE MAD AT ME

One can transcend any convention if one can only think of doing so.
-as heard while watching the 2012 film
CLOUD ATLAS

Twenty-five years ago, November 21, 1987

Mom and I were leaving on a jet plane for Las Vegas, Nevada tomorrow evening.   It was going to be a getaway weekend for the two of us.   I thought it would be a good move to take mom away.   She was still mourning about Dad’s passing away in August.   I could feel the sadness in her eyes.   Our Vegas escape will be a good thing.

I spent the night at mom’s house.   During the day mom was babysitting both Ashley and Lauren.   I took a cute Polaroid of the two of them.  

My favorite shot came later that night when it was just me, mom and Lauren.   Mom put all of these bobby pins in Lauren’s hair to add some body wave to her hair.   She looked so cute, sitting there on the couch in cozy mode.   It's hard to explain but with the bobby pins in her hair she almost had a bit of a 'granny look' even though she was this cute little girl.  What a cutie-pie.

PHOTO:  Lauren Michael Armijo

The Beginnings – Part 141:   
I THOUGHT YOU WERE MAD AT ME

Sunday, November 21, 1983

Today was not one of my superior days.   I woke up sick.  I went to work anyway.  I had the sniffles all day.

I broke down and tried calling Paloma at around two o’clock in the afternoon.   I just couldn’t hold out.   The housekeeper was very snotty with me.   To top things off I received a customer complaint from another snotty bitch.   Oh what the hell…

After work I settled in to the safety net of mom and dad’s house and had dinner there.

I tried calling Paloma again.   We actually had a nice chat.
Paloma said, “I thought you were mad at me.”
I was glad she couldn’t see my snicker expression, knowing that I had actually thought she was mad at me.   We play such games. 

I said it, “Well, I thought you were mad at me.”

While I still despise her smoking habit I decided to ‘let it go’.   It will be a while until she chooses to clear up her act (or until I find another act to follow…for that matter).   I guess I simply don’t know what will happen.

I went to bed early.   I had to crash early because of my low caliber stamina.   I needed to re-energize.

“You matter rather dreadfully to me, you know.”

-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

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The Beginnings - Part 140: 'I RESPECT YOUR OPINION'

“LOVE is all about surprises.”
-as heard while watching the 2012 Israeli film
THE MATCHMAKER

Twenty-five years ago,
November 20, 1987

What was I thinking?   I somehow contacted Rachelle Davies and we went out again for 'old times sake'.   We still had that love-hate relationship.  The relationship didn't stick this time around but we did have a nice outing.

She wore this white fur coat.  I doubt the animal activists would approve.  It made for a couple of fun polaroid photographs though:

PHOTO:  Rachelle Davies, 1987

The Beginnings – Part 140:  

“I RESPECT YOUR OPINION” 

Sunday, November 20, 1983

I slept in until around eleven o’clock this morning.   I made it over to mom and dad’s house for breakfast.  I telephoned Paloma from mom’s house and asked, “Are you coming over today?”

“I’m going back to bed!   I’ll call you back.”
During the course of our continued telephone conversation we came to a disagreement about the joys and taboos of cigarette smoking.
Paloma retorted, “I respect your opinion but since I don’t encourage you to start smoking you shouldn’t encourage me to quit.”
It was a bit upsetting to hear these words.   Hell…they’re her lungs and it’s her death.  I tried to not dwell on it.  She was moody.   All women tend to have their mood swings.   Then again, men have their moods, too. 

I slept a lot of the day myself.   I also created a cassette tape of new KQAK tunes.   I’ve been home since noon and it is now close to seven o’clock.   I will probably go over to sip on some eggnog at mom’s house.   It will get me into the festive holiday mood.  

I believe I perspired most of my sick feelings away because of that herbal tea and turkey noodle soup. It was a good idea to prepare those remedies for myself.

Paloma has not called me.   She’s probably mad at me.   She gets this way.   I don’t intend on calling her because of her overly defensive stupidity over her cigarettes.   Her comments really turned me off to her.   She can’t see the forest through the trees.  I’m only saying these things because I care about her.   Once again…time will tell.

“Our lives are not our own.   We are bound to others.”
-as heard while watching the 2012 motion-picture
CLOUD ATLAS

 

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