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6/2/23 Friday - crisis averted. All is right with the world. The debt bill ceiling thing is OK and I got lovely locked out Emily into her apartment. The sun shines thru my window and Brian and Eliz will be here in an hour to go out to heaven. O lucky man I am, lucky man I am I am. 

2:55 On the porch listening to Ella sing about Napoleon brandy and cellophane and about to go down to the water with pals. Missed the 11:20, shopped and lunched and wheeled … ah yes, the nimble tread of the feet of Fred Astaire … inferno’s Dante and Durante … and the sun sticks around like it's got nothing better to do … parading, silently serenading a pretty ditty telling us how great we are. It's 5:34 and listening to sisters Kate and Anna Canadians. Yum. 

6/3 Saturday first morning … damp and breezy … a good dinner last nite chicken rice salad.  Watched half of the Harry Styles policeman movie … the new tv system is very not user friendly. And again, the fuckin stove stuff … but the new floors are nice and the new windows are nice … dreams about Lynda leaving me with a rented car to take care of in the city … and a cloying woman who won’t accept what team I play for  … but still, a nice start seven hour sleep beside the waves … and that comforting aural lull like a lilac lullaby … 

forgot the coffee grinder but used the new semi rinky dink blender to pulverize … new coffee machine too … they’re fixin to raise the $$$ by fixin up the place I think kinda half assed like. but this seat and this view at exactly 7 in the morning is not to beee beat. This place makes me feel lucky extraordinary plus. Birds sky wood water maybe jessie with wings again in the brush  … life is butta dream in a boat.  

Watched the Elton movie again and played his music.  Billy came by to check out the stove. I made potato salad and Asa and Ry are coming by shortly for a drink. Maybe Eliz’s Blue Perry House cocktail. A short walk on the beach with waves working themselves up to some surfside show and thats about where things are on this Saturday. 

Listened to a lot of Elton and Van today with tales relayed re Juarez and involuntary midwest manslaughter charges. 

Back from Cherrys - left brian and eliz there to dance their crazy asses off … a small old time crowd … a Saturday nite at Cherrys and no drag show … whaaaa … but fun, wild bay surf outside rocking beefy boats and nutty sweet fun dancers bobbing up and down all round nutzowildo. Eliz’s co worker is cuter than I remembered and she talked with a guy who reminded me of one of the Toms on Vanderpump and it was fun. 

I came home and listened to Ray Charles and took pictures of the strawberry moon and I couldn’t be more happy being in bed and reading about Paddy Chayeskey after a message from a mega handsome man that makes me pause when I think of presenting 2023 city me to he. All in all, a fun day when there wasn’t a moment not to note.