A draft from January 4, 2025
Mary Louise Parker and Ben Affleck are a couple interviewing people for their NPR radio show and their stories of problems there is also a version starring Chloe Sevigny and Paul Mescal in Edinburg. Martha Keavney and I were supposed to be interviewed by Parker and Affleck in their big apartment on Hudson St in a reimagined Hoboken.

The reimagined Hoboken was familiar in parts and quite lush and verdant in other parts. It was a very nice place to visit but it was fleeting nonetheless.

That dream led into an office dream which had me wandering around an office where old friend Excer Rivera worked and I was running around desks and potted plants while trying to avoid Michael Burton from Burton & McGrotty and seeing Jim Lecovich a former co-worker from a financial management company I worked at.

These were vivid dreams I had on Saturday morning before fully waking up. It was a good rest. Friday was a fun day. Bill was bussing middle school skiers in North New Jersey. I went over to Mike’s crib in Jersey City. The whole thing was an experience. I was on the 87 bus from Hoboken terminal. It’s a meandering route that included a stop at Journal Square. The whole ride was about 30 minutes more or less.

It was easy to do and more than likely be done again. Mike’s apartment doesn’t have much by way of furniture but it is his first flat of his own and things will be happening piecemeal I think. Money is tight so he has an air mattress and that’s about it.

He’s a special kind of guy, that Mike. He’s enamored of Bill and myself, specifically our relationship. He’s never seen two geezers in a loving relationship like Ernie & Bert, I mean, Bill and me. And I’ve discussed our relationship with Mike. It’s good to have someone to talk to about such things even if they’re not in the relationship though I had certainly tried before.

Mike and I wound up taking various arty shots in the crib and that was a lot of fun. And other than that we just layabout chatting away the hours and waiting for a Lyft.

Right now Bill and I are watching Dont Look Back by D.A. Pennebaker, it’s a documentary on Bob Dylan’s tour of the UK in 1965. Right before he ‘went electric’. Bill never had seen it before and he did enjoy A Complete Stranger, the Bob Dylan loose biopic that was just recently released.

Timothee Chalamet plays and sings Bob Dylan in the flick and Edward Norton was great at portraying Pete Seeger. Bill and I watched a clip of Pete Seeger on America Now with Amy Goodman from a few years back on YouTube. I was impressed that Edward Norton had the sound of Pete Seeger’s voice down pat.

At some point I will show Bill, Todd Haynes’ I’m Not There which could be difficult to digest and I think Masked and Anonymous would be interesting for Bill to watch but it’s not streaming anywhere, at least not for free. I do have the DVD but ugh, who wants to plug in that device?

Life Path 3
Expression 3
Soul Urge 11

These are my online numerology stats. I fell down a rabbit hole and probably had my data mined. I had nothing else to do. Mike naps on the couch. Bill is on the road. He just told me he will be gone for another 2 weeks, which does not make me happy. The payoff is good, so this is the sacrifice that must be made.

I can’t really say, but I am of the opinion that the play Bill was in over the summer hurt his finances. He was not on the road, so no money was coming in. And though the play did pay, he did not get paid until the very end, so that was about 3 weeks of no money coming in. I do not like Bill being on the road for so long in the winter.

We’re not getting any younger, and yes, Bill has years of experience, but there should be a point where if you have to work, it should be a little bit easier. I just wrote that and realized that not everyone has that option for an ‘easy’ job. I lucked out, that’s for sure. Not everyone has the same opportunity. And Bill loves doing what he does. I am weary of the stress and circumstances that may befall him.

It’s two days before I return to my own gig. It’s easy, not stressful at all. After two weeks off from work, there is that anxious feeling in my gut. And then I remind myself that it’s a good job for me, and I quietly decompress from the anxiety.

Mike is awake now. Looking at his laptop and more than likely engrossed in a chat room that revolves around cigars and the men that smoke ‘em. Since the room is 99% white, Mike is quite exotic and succumbs to the private whispers of cigar smoking men from around the world. I’ve been in the room in the past on the original website, which died along with Joe Whitaker, who created it.

A bloke from Europe started a new cigar men website, and Mike was quite resistant to it. That was before he had a laptop. It wasn’t working well with his Samsung phone. Now he is no longer resistant. I have popped up in the chat room, complimenting him and posting that I wish he were not so far away. Two feet away…

And the numeroilogy rabbit hole. It was free, so that made for a smooth fall down the rabbit hole. Those numbers mean that I am a good person or so it says. And I do try to be a good person. The sins are in the past.

The POSOTUS invaded Venezuela and kidnapped their President Maduro and his wife to be imprisoned in Brooklyn. Maduro was no saint, and now the standing of the United States on the world stage plummets even further. I find him so incredibly loathsome with absolutely no redeeming qualities whatsoever.