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
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