Friday 6/6 


Nice weather, day - average, not a gem, but not a bust either. Got good news back about the money thing and ran and told a happy woman and her happy pooch that if I had a tail I’d wag back and she said tails are a wonderful thing. worked with Gina on some art and so far mostly ho hum results but there’s possibility afoot and I hope to step into it more in a day or three. 


What else.  Aaron Copland now all loud and brash and worth hanging in with  … kinda Cecil b Demille-ish young me Saturday movie matinee at the Fantasy. And so it goes in the Grove this Thursday in this year of shaky things. 



Regina told me last night when I was razzing her about making a waiters life more miserable that it had to be that -  even though your a gay man you have all the same obnoxious traits as a hetero. I’m so proud. She also said to me ... what's with you wearing all these forty year old clothes - consistently. Love it. 


Good news about the money deal. Got my way. Makes my day. Feels a little groundhoggy this morn which ain’t a bad thing either. Maybe a walk thru the Sunken Forest fortified by the fortification we got. Wheel see.  


Good eggs and veggies.  Finishing touches on my collage. Ran into David who I thought was Patrick and I’m not sure what I think of him or if I think of him. Time will you know what. 


Bad, stringy asparagus. Kinda burned chicken but I scarfed it down. Walk to the ice cream place. Run into Elizabeth at the bar, Brians ex … she looks super sexy, maybe slimmer, in a sarong and lace. Run into Asa on the dock - he looks younger than two years ago. Ry comes off the ferry looking incognito, tired, impersonating a dock worker. We all flail round fast conversation. Gina and I took a gummie so it seems super intense to me - Elizabeth maybe wanting an invite to the cottage. Not sure.  I hand her a pack of matches for her cigarette and she actually says ... oh, I don't how to use those.


I watched my fav scene in His Girl Friday - Louie and Hilary … she says … don’t give me any bull and you and that albino of yours … and he says you mean Evangeline … and she says none other  … and he says she ain’t no albino. She was born right here in this country. 


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