Dread Did Not Fall

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Friday, February 6th 2026, almost broke my neck leaving my apartment building and crossing the street, slid on some ice, but did not fall. Google interpreted that as ‘Dread did not fall’. Well, I have been listening to Bob Marley a lot lately, and he would‘ve been 81 today.

Now at my desk safe and sound, no bones broken. I am listening to Lena Lovich. An old fave from the days of stiff. I bought her albums when they came out in the states I saw her at the Meadowbrook back in the day and one night and the 90s during inner and outer snow storm and went up at a gay bar in Union City with two other guys that I did not know and I still don’t know and they were playing Lene Lovich and they’re quite surprised that I knew who she was.

She’s still at it and was recently on tour with Devo, and the B-52’s, and Thomas Dolby joined her for the Baltimore joint

It is hard to believe, but today is even slower than yesterday. I’ve been here for three hours, and it seems like a lot more than that. I am still reading the Patti Smith book, which I will probably be finished with by the end of the day. I have listened to Lene Lovich, Bjork, and now the Cocteau Twins. Google picked it up as cocktail twins, and Jet Watley used to call them cocktail shrimp. Oh, what a time it was.

Bill is on the road, Mike is at his crib, and I am at my desk at work. I slept very well last night and woke up before the alarm clock, and decided to become active before the alarm went off. As usual, the first thing I do when I wake up, and Bill is not around, I make the bed, starting the day off with an accomplishment. After that, it’s all downhill.

I’ve been snacking all morning, so I’m not hungry. I have finished my coffee consumption and am out earlier than I usually am, and I don’t know what to do for lunch. I do have an idea, but I am uncertain. I’m not sure if I will even be hungry when it’s time to eat.

I am missing an issue of Mojo magazine. I received two copies of the one with the Smiths on the cover, which should have been followed by David Bowie on the cover, but instead, I got the Small Faces on the cover.

Sad to write about Fred Smith’s passing away. In 198,6 Fred and Jim Mastro sold me my Fender acoustic guitar. That night I played at a bar across the street from where I worked. I didn’t do too well on the guitar, though. I sang Dirty Old Town by the Pogues and Walking After Midnight by Patsy Cline.

Fred Smith was also partners with Jim Mastro when the Guitar Bar opened 30 or so years ago. I was too intimidated to talk to him, though he seemed like a nice guy.

from about 1978 to 1984

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So, from about 1978 to let’s say 1984, for people that I knew and for me, it was a good time for music. It seemed that each week, there was a new single, EP, or album was being released, which was mind-blowing and groundbreaking

Just a phenomenal time before I started heading into the city, I would give Laszlo Papp $5 to pick up a single for me. I suppose there were times when he was embarrassed to buy the Flying Lizards cover version of Money but he did it anyway.

Eventually, he started asking me if I wanted to go with him, and I would only spend afternoons on St Mark’s Place buying clothes, record,s and comic books. We’d sit on the stairs next to Trash & Vaudeville, and next to the St Mark’s Baths

I was oblivious to what was going on behind the doors of that bathhouse. I was also in the closet, so if I had known, I wasn’t going to let on that I knew what was going on

Life was cheaper then, I was living with my folks, buying presents for my brother Frank was an exciting time since I was getting him imports that he did not have any clue. Basically, I was giving him material for his radio show, and he said no one else had a radio show like his. Frank benefited the most out of all of that.

Bill is on the road already, not coming back until Monday, and Mike has offered to have me over while he and his beloved boyfriend do whatever it is they want to do. But I begged off, and Mike sort of knew that I was going to do that. I don’t want to be the third wheel, and plus, I still get a bit flustered or upset with Mike and his beloved boyfriend; it’s best to watch from a distance.

Mike insists that if his boyfriend weren’t going to be around, he’d be spending time and helping me, but the way the universe works, it turns out that Bill will be away and Mike will be entertaining his boyfriend at the same time. So it’s up to me to get over my separation anxiety and do whatever it is that I have to do

Right now, I feel like I will be fine and looking forward to this time alone. When that time comes, who knows how I will feel, but I think right now I have the correct attitude for whatever it is.

Lots of things to stream and watch, and have been recorded or are scheduled to happen. But mainly I’m looking forward to sleeping in. I am wearing my Skechers boots that I’ve had for a number of years and they look like it but they’re comfortable and they keep my feet dry I don’t look as nice or as new as the shoes or footwear and other people wear and perhaps I’m being judged because one of the ways the judge people is to look at their choice of footwear I am wearing the role of Mr Scuffed

Now I am in the time of day, I don’t know whether or not do something about lunch, or something is going to happen that I freeload off of, I just don’t know. It is 11:53 on Thursday, February 5th 2026

One of the things I like to do when I am bored is not leave work and read something, but if I don’t have anything to read and generally start to write something impossible. In this day and age, writing is archaic, so what I am doing is dictating words into my phone and watching Google mangle whatever it is sometimes to say I am trying to say just like that phrase.