Monkeying Around

“I feel like I’m on a merry-go-round.” –Michael J Armijo to Alan Freiman, DUMBO, Brooklyn NY, while in a bar called SUPERFINE with a giant rollercoaster hanging over my head.

 March 12, 1988

 

It’s EASTER Sunday and I had fun playing photographer to my niece, Ashley, as she did a bit of a model routine in her new Easter dress.   I took a few other takes with her holding her stuffed-bunny rabbit.   Too cute! 

PHOTO:  Ashley Armijo, with her Easter Bunny

March 18, 1988

Early this morning I got dressed in my LIVE-105 QUAKE Radio T-shirt and gray jeans.   My roommate, Mike Miller, did his morning stretch.   He flexed his biceps and it reminded me that I need to get my ass over to the gym. 

PHOTO:  Mike Miller flexing

Mike asked, “What are you doing today?”

“I’m going to Sausalito with my mom and nieces…but I won’t be gone for long.”

I made Mike pretend he was on his red hotline phone (from work) as we shook hands in an impromptu pose of deal making.  He thought I was crazy.   I suppose I do get a bit crazy when I formulate my picture posing.   It must be from browsing so many magazines.

And so, it was a planned outing to Sausalito.  I did the driving and the guests included my mom, Sherri (Ashley’s mom), Ashley and Lauren. 

The girls (Ashley and Lauren) seemed to have about ‘had it’ with my frequent photo shooting.   I love my Polaroid.  I caught them off-guard and soon they weren’t being very cooperative.

PHOTO:   Ashley and Lauren in carriages

We ate at the HAMBURGERS joint and sat out by the water, watching the boats and the seagulls.   It made me think of Alfred Hitchcock and his classic film, THE BIRDS.   We walked all around and I managed to re-live a bit of my childhood by getting on the merry-go-round with the kids, too.   That was fun.  I gave my mom the assignment of taking some photos while I was on the merry-go-round.   She did a very good job.

It was an all-around fun day.   I think the girls enjoyed the outing, too.    Sherri was pregnant with her next child.   She was expected to have the new baby within the next few weeks, so I’m sure she was tired.    
I said to Sherri, “At least you can take a nap when you get home.”

I believe we were all reaching our limits and wanted a nap at this point.   In hopes of reviving our energetic states I managed to persuade Sherri and mom to pose next to a statuesque monkey on a park bench.  

I allowed Sherri to ‘get even’ and she took a photo of me seated next to the monkey also.   It was clear we were all ‘monkeying around’.    It’s fun to be spontaneous this way sometimes. 

Upon my arrival home I noticed that Mike was nowhere to be found.  He probably went out with friends.   I checked my mail and found a letter from Lottie McHenry.   She’s the gal I met through Michael Thoennes.    Lottie wrote:

March 1988,  Friday

Dear Michael
A short note to let you know I have pulled one of my famous moves.  I moved out of Sacramento to a small town called Susanville.   It is a 3 ½ hour drive Northeast of Sac.   There are many reasons for this and quite lengthy to explain, so we will talk those over at a later time.   I do hope you make entries in your address book in pencil.

 
You are here with me thanks to the camera!   I plan to come down to the Bay Area in the next 3 weeks.   I will contact you before, so I’m sure you’re ready for company.   Can you handle a visit from a wild woman?  (a smile?)

How are your acting classes?

Oh Michael.   I’m a mother again.  He’s black (gotcha!).   He’s 8 weeks, 7-8 1lbs. and his name is Boo!   He’s a black lab pup.  He is adorable.  With a mother like me what else would you expect?   I miss you.   H.T.H.F.Y.S.  T.C.
Love Lottie

I actually figured out her acronym at the end of the letter on my own:   Hope To Hear From You Soon.   Take Care.  

I had forgotten our discussion about the idea of my taking acting classes.   I never signed up but it is still in the back of my mind to take that plunge ‘just for the fun of it’ at the American Conservatory Theater in San Francisco.    I’ll have to be brave on the day that I decide to do that.  It still might be fun to meet the other people in class.   The 'wild woman' in Lottie makes me want to be a bit more on the wild side.

 “A really good bad guy hides out in the dark, right?”

THE HURT LOCKER,
2008 motion-picture

 

 

 

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We Understand Each Other

"The conductor must NOT only make his orchestra play, he must make them WANT to play.  He must exalt them, lift them, and start their adrenaline pouring, either through cajoling or demanding or raging.  But however he does it, he must make the orchestra LOVE the music as he loves it.  It is not so much imposing his will on them like a dictator; it is more like projecting his feelings around him so that they reach the last man in the second violin section.  AND when this happens...there is human identity of feeling that has no equal elsewhere.  It is the closest thing I know to LOVE itself." 
-Leonard Bernstein

Diary Notes from early March 1988….

I received a letter this week from Paloma.  She is in the South of France now in an area known as AGDE.   The street address was posted as Rue Jean Roger.    She included a photo of her son, Jonathan, which she photographed in September 1987.   He’s so cute.  

PHOTO:  Paloma wrote about JONATHAN: "...just look at those biceps."

Here is an excerpt of Paloma's recent letter dated March 9, 1988:

…I’m sure it’s even more difficult.   You never know.   In fact, I’m just referring to the gay couples I’ve been around.

That’s funny, I just noticed you put the “H” before the “A” when you write “HA HA HA”.   We reverse the letters in French (AH AH AH)…well, never mind.    My pen wasn’t working and I had to change to this brown color.   Sorry about that!

Are you sending me those beautiful perfect letters to make me feel bad?   I miss you.    I’m really glad we’re such good friends though.   I really feel comfortable when I write you.   We can just talk about everything together.   Can’t we?   That’s the way I feel.   I’m sure you can tell by my letters that I feel I can almost tell you anything.   You won’t get mad at me.   I think we understand each other pretty well.   What do you think about that?

I’ll write again soon.   I have to go to bed.   I’m very nostalgic tonight.  I wish we could laugh together again.  I miss that.
Love You, Paloma

In the beginning of her letter she wrote about how she met Alexandre when they worked as performers while working together at CLUB MED.   She included a photo of them together.   I couldn’t help but feel very jealous of that photo.   They both looked so fit, flexible and sexy.

PHOTO:  PALOMA and ALEXANDRE

I only wished I could do acrobatic moves like that.    Who knows?   Perhaps with practice I could do it.   Of course, if I did that with Paloma I just know we’d be laughing so hard while trying to be all the more perfect.   I think we would have so much fun trying something like that.   I always feel nostalgic while reading her letters.   She’s so far away and yet she is so ‘close to me’ at the same time.   It’s a very difficult predicament to explain as I continue to live, work and play here in the Bay Area.

PHOTO: Mike Miller and me: Michael J Armijo

I took a photo of my roommate, Mike Miller, and I on a typical Tuesday morning before 7AM yesterday (March 8, 1988).   We were having breakfast and I was so intrigued by my delicious STELLA DORO cookies.   Mike didn’t have much of a sweet tooth but he was good about eating his morning cereal. 

Today, March 9, 1988 was a special day for me because I knew Kelly Mullin was coming to Alameda to visit me.   She had the day off and I would be getting out of work early.    I was excited about her visit.   I couldn’t help myself.   She was lying on the floor after we were watching something silly on TV.  

PHOTO:   KELLY MULLIN, in BLUE

"Blue is your color,” I said.

"It is…you think so?”

“Definitely.”

Her presence made me feel relaxed.    It didn’t hurt that I was home and in my comfortable sweat pants.  

I also set the timer on my POLAROID to take a photo of us on the couch.   I call it our ‘SO IN LOVE’ photo after that song by O.M.D. (Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark).    O.M.D. is a British New Wave band and they released this song called “SO IN LOVE” back in May 1985.    We both knew the song and we both love it.   When I see the photo I think of that song.    I see my CALIFORNIA sweatshirt with my name (MICHAEL) imprinted on it and how I came to have that shirt.   My gym partner and lover of yesteryear, Chad Mark Glen, went to PIER 39 in San Francisco.   We both had the sweatshirts made.   I wonder if he wears his shirt.   It’s identical except his has his name (CHAD) imprinted on it.   While I see Kelly and me in the photo the sweatshirt does take me back to that brief time that I had with Chad. 

PHOTO:   The ‘SO IN LOVE’ Photo of Kelly and ‘me’

I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I am leery about the idea of my relationship with Kelly.   I feel like I am walking on eggshells for fear of a break-up.   I don’t know why.   When Paloma wrote to me about how ‘we understand each other’ I find that to be so very true.   Paloma knows me like no other.   I don’t know if Kelly really understands me.   I fear that if she knew things about me and my past she would not feel “SO IN LOVE” anymore.   I am afraid of her leaving me now that it all feels so good.    I will have to wait and see how things go.   She seems to love the same music.   I’ll make her want to play.

“It’s always darkest before the dawn, and every cloud has a silver lining.”  -Kurt Vonnegut Jr., PLAYER PIANO

 

 

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A NATURAL HIGH

A man was tested sometimes, and the true test of a man was whether he could get off the floor and still be a champion.
-Darcy O’Brien,
A WAY OF LIFE, LIKE ANY OTHER

Saturday, March 5, 1988,  Diary Notes for the day…

PHOTO:  Kelly Mullin, at the San Ramon DELI

It was a Saturday and I had a plan.   I wanted to take a long excursion bike ride.   The day couldn’t have been better for a ride.   My planned journey would start from Alameda through San Leandro, Castro Valley and via Crow Canyon Road to San Ramon.   My final destination would be to surprise Kelly Mullin who was working at her job all day at a local DELI in San Ramon.   I couldn’t wait to arrive and see the look on her face.  

Well, Kelly was pleasantly surprised.

PHOTO:  Kelly Mullin, turning her head at the sight of me while making a sandwich

“You rode your bike all the way here!   I can’t believe it,” Kelly shrieked with smiles from ear to ear.

It’s too bad she couldn’t take off the rest of the day.   Oh well, it was fun to see her in action.   I loved the ride.  It was worth it.   The ride back was easy because I was on such ‘a natural high’ from seeing my Kelly.   I like to test myself with these weekend bike ride escapes.  I still love to ride like the wind.  I felt like a champ.

Once I arrived back at mom’s house I had fun.   I drank up a bunch of orange juice and H20.   I was thirsty.   The fun part was finding my nieces with my mom.   It was a babysitting Saturday with Ashley and Lauren.    I had fun stooping down to their level and connecting with my child within.   Of course, Ashley had her mood swings.  

And suddenly, Lauren had her own mood swings.   I suppose we all have our mood swings.   Mom insists that it signals that it is time for nap.   And so be it.  I could use the break because Ashley and Lauren have so much energy.   I used up most of my energy on the bike excursion to San Ramon.

When the girls awoke from their naps we had fun.   I took a few Polaroid photos and I got Lauren all glossy eyed by the sight of a few sparking marbles.   It's interesting to me how you can engross a child with interest with the mere mystic of a marble or some other object.   To get them to 'think' and 'wonder'...to discover.

 

It wasn’t long until Sherri (Ashley’s mom) came by to pick-up Ashley.  I snapped another pic of Mommy Sherri/Aunt Sherri with both Ashley and Lauren on her lap.

Mom received a phone call that Tony and Helen would be soon arriving for Lauren.   When they drove up to the house I snapped a curious picture of them in their car.   I liked the spontaneity of it.  

This is what Saturdays are made for…family, randomness, happiness and a visit to the sweetest girlfriend in my current chapter (Kelly).   I yearned to bite her neck.  Yum.

What sort of grim adventure was it on which I had embarked?

-Bram Stoker,
DRACULA

 

 

 

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I Go Crazy...for Kelly Mullin

In those few minutes he saw himself and his life, saw the whole cosmos guided, ordered, and interpreted by the spirit of music.

-Hermann Hesse, THE GLASS BEAD GAME, a novel, Chapter:  THE CALL

FEBRUARY 28, 1988  Diary Notes…

PHOTO:  Michael G Miller and 'me'

It’s the last day of February 1988.   Michael Miller and I posed for a photo in my living room.   Elroy (from THE JETSONS gave a cameo background appearance).  In the next month  I will be an uncle for a third and fourth time.

I was excited about the planned outing for tonight in San Francisco.   A double-date night was scheduled with me, Jim from the Gym, Kelly Mullin and Christine Hicks.   We were all set to see FLESH FOR LULU and GENE LOVES JEZEBEL in-concert at the GIFT CENTER on 9^thStreet in The City.  

PHOTO:  Dinner at Hamburger Mary's with 'Jim from the Gym', Christine Hicks, Kelly Mullin and 'me'

I brought along my Polaroid and took pictures of us at HAMBURGER MARY’s where we ate dinner before the concert.   We were having such a good time at this very hip place called HAMBURGER MARY’s that after the meal I had the waiter take our group photo (shown above).  I looked at the instant gratification Polaroid and thought ‘Wow…maybe we’ll have a double-wedding’.   It seemed to all fit into a likely possibility.

Christine was in thrill mode when I took the photo of her feet next to Jim’s because they both had dark shoes and white socks (without actually planning on it).  They were both so 80’s ‘fashion forward’.  

Flesh for Lulu is a rock band from LONDON.  I was excited to see them because I was so “into” their song called “I GO CRAZY”.   The lyrics really described how I was feeling about Kelly Mullin.   I go crazy when I’m without her.   Here are the lyrics to “I GO CRAZY” that was also featured in that movie last year (1987) called SOME KIND OF WONDERFUL (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dm35ZUMzDWk):

I go crazy I go crazy when I'm without you...What have I done today...Just sat and watched the jets fly over...A car goes by...And the sun goes down

We talk about the town

This city's mad in the head
And sick in the soul
All the stars flew away a long time ago
Isn't that nice
Like Miami Vice
PHOTO:  ‘me’ Crazy for KELLY MULLIN

I go crazy when I'm without you

I go crazy when I'm without you
Well your life is like an infant’s dream
It's like everything's on TV
You see your face in the mirror
Could it be your place in the mirror
And so we turn on the TV one more time
And we see that everything is fine
But what have I done today
I go crazy
What have I done today
I go crazy when I'm without you
I go crazy
I go crazy
I I I go crazy when I'm without you
Go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you

What have I done today

What have I done today
Sue-Ellen looks so upset
This isn't the first time
And it won't be the last
Things going on behind her back
Oh they give you a heart attack
I go crazy when I'm without you, go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you, go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you
But what have I done today

PHOTO:  FLESH FOR LULU
I go crazy
I go crazy
I go crazy
I go crazy
But what have I done today
I go crazy
But what have I done today
I go crazy when I'm without you
I go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you, go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you, go crazy
I go crazy when I'm without you
But what have I done today
I go crazy.. I go crazy…I go crazy… I go crazy

The thing about Kelly and I is that it was very electric.  We both felt the attraction for one another.   I could feel that she was crazy about me, too. It was strong and it didn’t seem like it would ever end. 

PHOTO:   'me' and Jim, Cwissy and Kelly

The other band we were to see tonight is called Gene Loves Jezebel, an alternative band that formed in the early 1980s.   It was founded by identical twin brothers, Jay and Michael Aston.  Gene Loves Jezebel's “IT” song was "Desire (Come and Get It)".   I really liked that one, too.  It also made me think of Kelly.   In fact, that particular tune made me think of the four of us…we loved going out together to just dance and have a blast with these cool alternative tracks of the times.

The funny thing about our double-date is that 'Jim from the Gym' and Cwissy really connected as well.  Kelly and I weren't totally sure how that would go over.  They were as tight as the GENE LOVES JEZEBEL ‘Desire’ song…or so it seemed.

PHOTO:  Jim and Cwissy with GENE LOVES JEZEBEL

The concerts were a blast and it was one unforgettable Night of Fun.

 "I LOVE US.”

–as heard while watching the 2009 film 500 DAYS OF SUMMER

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Together In Electric Dreams

“If you wish to make an inventory of my sex life I must tell you you’ve missed out on several episodes.”
BLITHE SPIRIT,
An Improbably Farce by Noel Coward (a play):

Diary Notes from February 1988 

I dropped in on mom from time to time.  She always made my day and always made for another Polaroid opportunity still.  On this particular day I was wearing my ROAD WARRIOR T-shirt.  I remember when I was bicycling all over the Bay Area I really felt like a ‘Road Warrior’.

Earlier this month I went with Kelly and her good friend, Christine, to THE UNDERGROUND, a dance club in the City.   I wore my gray 501 LEVI jeans and a white shirt.  I thought I’d be cool and wear a scarf around my neck to hide my vampire marks (just kidding about the vampire marks).  
I didn’t realize it at the time but I went to my automated teller to get some cash and Kelly asked Christine, “What’s with the scarf around the neck?”
PHOTO:  Kelly Mullin

They didn’t realize the impact that the 1983 song called HORROR MOVIES had on me by The Bollock Brothers (a British punk band).  The scarf was probably also influential from my watching DARK SHADOWS.   

I was so amazed my Christine Hicks’ knowledge of music.   She’s like a music trivia almanac.   The three of us were all dancing together to THE HUMAN LEAGUE.   I really felt something special about Kelly when we danced.   She reminds me of Christie Brinkley, the super model.   She could be her kid sister.   The way Kelly looked at me and I looked at her as we danced to TOGETHER IN ELECTRIC DREAMS was too much excitement for one night.   In fact, many of THE HUMAN LEAGUE tunes had me dwelling on Kelly.   The lyrics always seemed appropriate for ‘us’.  I’m only HUMAN, after all.

A week later I drove into San Francisco with Kelly Mullin and Christine Hicks.    Jim from the Gym came along this time. We went to the DV8 Dance Club as it was advertised on our favorite radio station. Jim met Christine and they seemed to hit it off nicely.   I was hoping they would get along.   We had a fun night after dancing. It was great how we all connected with the same type of alternative music a la THE QUAKE radio.  We went to that 24-Hour CHURCH STREET STATION for breakfast together at 2AM or so.   There were two transvestites there in fighting mode.  I sure don’t get this kind of action in suburbia.   City life is fascinating.   We are all thinking of going to a concert together later this month.  Exciting times…

I haven’t shared the news about Kelly to Paloma.   I suppose there really isn’t anything to disclose at this time.  It's too early to tell. Paloma is married now and has her little boy.   Somehow I still can’t seem to lose the solid connection we have always had.  Paloma must still think of me—but things are different now.   She sees a card with a bicycle on it and cannot help but think of me just as I think of her every time I see a perfume bottle.

PHOTO:  Postcard from PALOMA, dated February 20, 1988

Paloma wrote:

Hello Michael,
Thanks for your card.  I was glad to see your house on it.  Was that you waving at the window?

What’s happening?  No more long letters…I’ve been kind of worried for a while.   I was wondering why you didn’t write to me anymore.

Jonathon is fine…Thank you.   He’s just got two teeth and he is blond with blue eyes.  He’s really cute.   What’s the meaning of significant other?   I don’t understand that…

I remembered you at VALENTINE’S DAY, too.   I wondered what you did that day.   Remember when we went out together that one time?   Also they played PRINCESS DAISY on TV.   Remember when we used to talk about it on the phone?   I miss the Bay Area too.   Why are you writing at my old address?  Did you lose my new one?   So many computers and stuff…huh?

By the way, I wanted to ask you if you ever happen to get perfume samples.  I would love you for the rest of my life if you sent some to me.  I don’t know if I told you before but I collect the perfume bottles.   I’m really interested by American ones.   I’m even more into perfume samples than I was into body-building…if you can imagine!   Hope to read you soon but I’d keep loving you anyway.

PALOMA

My brother, Tony, and sister-in-law, Helen, have sold their house in Castro Valley.   I took a long bike ride to Castro Valley from Alameda and took a cool pic of Helen with the FOR SALE sign.   They’ve bought a larger, newer house in Castro Valley.   Good for them.

“That was a powerful, intimate moment…sharing the flame.”
–Ethan Hawke
I LOVE YOU, NEW YORK (movie)

 

 

 

 

 

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Other Things On My Mind

Youth is not the time to seduce, it is the time to be seduced.

The Pure and the Impure
by COLETTE

I was feeling creative and chose to photograph my ELROY stuffed toy (from THE JETSONS) and the troll that my mom bought for me in Vegas.   They’re my coolest friends that live with me, they don’t talk back either.

I was feeling a bit homesick for Hawaii after receiving a couple of postcards from Bill Matson.   I guess he has decided to settle down there for a while.   I was hoping to fly to Hawaii again in March but I’m not so sure I’ll be able to do it now.  Other things and other people have come up.   Bill made me laugh with this one postcard of a Hawaiian notable named AUNITE MATI, performing a Hula Dance.   She does a one-hour show at the Waikiki Shell Amphitheater on Monsarrat Avenue.   She’s been doing it since 1937.

Bill wrote:  

Hi Michael,
This lady heard what a great escort you are on the dinner cruises.   She’ll be waiting for you in March if you can make it!   I went to a party at DIAMOND HEAD, a place that Lana Turner once owned.   It has a great pool and water slide.   Then I ended up on a sailboat stranded at sea for four hours!   More later….Bill
PHOTO:  Lana Turner

The other postcard Bill sent me was of a beautiful emerald night sky with a full moon over Diamond Head.    I thought this card was rather romantic.   I wondered about Bill—but he never made any moves on me.   Perhaps he has an infatuation.  He seems to want me to come to Hawaii in March.   He probably wants to lay out with me on a rock near Diamond Head somewhere.   I bet he wants to seduce me.  Then again, he did stress the separate  queen size sleeping quarters in his junior apartment.  Who knows?  

Right now I have other things on my mind.   I met a girl named Kelly just after Thanksgiving at the OASIS Dance Club in San Francisco.   She was with her friend, Chris, and I think this thing with Kelly could blossom into something good.   She likes me.   We’ve had telephone conversations and I look forward to her phone calls as she does mine.  

Bill wrote:

Hi Michael,

I found an apartment in a good location between Kuhio and Ali Wai.   It’s at 225 Kauilani Avenue #1406.   It is a sort of “Junior” one-bedroom.   It has a queen size sleeper in the living area.   So…if you want to make another visit to Waikiki you definitely have a place to stay.

Take Care, Bill

I am much drawn to the idea of using my leisure and good spirits one of these days to write a subject would not matter.  It would only be a pretext for me to seclude myself and enjoy the happiness of having a great deal of leisure.

One of the purposes of our being together is, among other things, that we exchange knowledge and reach a balance with each other. 
THE LEGEND Chapter
THE GLASS BEAD GAME, a novel by HERMANN HESSE

 

 

 

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The Young Man Finds Himself Trapped

“Nothing lasts forever.”
-as heard in the 2009 film, WHATEVER WORKS by Woody Allen

 Diary Notes from January 30, 1988….

PHOTO:  Annie Alberti

On January 30, 1988 I had a nice visit from MIKE MILLER.   He’ll never turn down a slice of pound cake.   I had just come home from a bike ride.

PHOTO:  MICHAEL G MILLER and the pound cake

I also shared some of my macadamia nuts from Hawaii.   Who can resist chocolate-covered macadamia nuts? 

An hour or so later mom stopped by to see me for a bit.  I was lounging with the TV.  I was watching a James Ivory film called MAURICE.   It was about a fascinating storyline whereby a lover rejects him and the young man finds himself trapped by the oppressiveness of Edwardian society until he tries to come to terms with and accept his sexuality.  It starred Rupert Graves and James Wilby.   I really liked it.

Mom likes to come over and straighten-up my pad.   I have to admit I do love it when she sparkled-up my place with her finishing touches.  After she did a bit of dusting I persuaded her to take a photo of me with the TROLL she bought me in Las Vegas, Nevada.  Ha-ha…we left for her place after the photo for a late lunch.

PHOTO:  'me', mom and my cool TROLL

 I was also excited on this evening because Anne Alberti was coming over.   We had planned on a movie and I was hoping she wouldn’t FLAKE OUT like she has in the past.   I chose the movie MOONSTRUCK.  I had read about it in my PREMIERE magazine and it sounds good.   It’s about an Italian girl (played by CHER).   Given that Anne is Italian I figured it would be perfect.  CHER plays Loretta Castorini, a book keeper from Brooklyn, New York, who finds herself in a difficult situation when she falls for the brother of the man she agreed to marry (the best friend of her late husband who died seven years previously).  The brother she falls for is played by NICOLAS CAGE.   I’ve liked him ever since his BIRDY movie.

It’s funny because I received a postcard from 'Jim from the Gym' a few weeks ago while he was in Denver.   Jim takes Anne’s aerobics class a lot.  He always wears those sexy gray tights.   I know—like me---he has a crush on Anne.   The words he wrote on that postcard proved it.  I still cannot help but calling him "JIM FROM THE GYM".   That will forever be his nickname.

JIM FROM THE GYM wrote:

MIKE,

I'm having a great time!  

Denver has a lot of snow and it's cold but I'm keeping WARM! 

I hope you're taking good care of ANNE for me.  (I'm sure you are).  See ya when I get back.   STAY COOL.   JIM

I took a nap before Anne’s arrival.   I wanted to be rested and ready to go.   I was so excited when the doorbell rang.   She was wearing gray and black but I think she’d look good in any color.    I’m glad she came to my Christmas Party last month, so she knew exactly how to find my townhouse.
PHOTO:  'me' with Anne Alberti and a magazine cover of MOONSTRUCK

We left for the movie and it was really a fun dramatic romantic-comedy that we both enjoyed very much.   The song of the week was COULD’VE BEEN by Tiffany.   I was still at a rock and a hard place to know what could be.   I think Anne made me feel MOONSTRUCK; however, I called 'Jim From the Gym' that night.

"So, how'd it go?" Jim laughed.

"It was pretty good...but I don't know.   She seems fickle.  I think we should go out and see what other fish are in the pond."

"Okay...let's do it."

After I hung-up with Jim I looked in my dictionary for the definition of MOONSTRUCK.   It's an adjective.  The definition:   behaving in a silly or slightly crazy way, especially when you are in love...

“My story is whatever works.”  -as heard in the 2009 film, WHATEVER WORKS by Woody Allen

 

 

 

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