It is Tuesday the day after Labor Day the second Tuesday in September AKA September 8th. It was a good weekend. Bill came back on Saturday (my) Mike came over on Friday. With Mike it was mainly showing all the episodes of Ted Lasso before we get into the new season.

Bill and I have watched the new season so far and all the episodes that have been released. Mike has not, so we did a deep dive going through seasons one and two he left yesterday after season 2 ended.

I did a bike ride on Sunday about 14 miles it was very good. There is not much automobile traffic on Sunday which made for a (present) pleasant ride. (We) There were quite a few pedestrians around and that was fine. I do keep an eye out for them including errant children on scooters not paying attention to anything but then again they are children and why should they pay attention?

The children are clueless, their parents are apologetic and I am understanding.

It is a Tuesday which feels like a Monday. I am working Tuesday Wednesday Thursday this week taking Friday off and the following Monday since Saturday is my birthday and I will turn 64 if everything goes right.

(Still) Bill has told me not to make any plans for Saturday. There will be a barbecue on Sunday at Saddle Brook. My niece (making) Meghan and her husband Rob and their daughter Shelby are hosting. Shelby’s birthday is September 10th.

(Making) Meghans sister Corinne will be in town so that should be fun. I haven’t seen her in a couple of years. I did ask if Mike can join us and I was told yes (the bank) but Mike is unsure about depending on the parole officer.

I am back at my fruit stand location and I am happy about that although they have me going to the larger food stand tomorrow for some reason it’s a convoluted mess involving Yancey which I suppose I’ll find out later on tomorrow or this afternoon actually.

This is once again being dictated which will mean I will have to edit it later when I get home in corrections in parentheses etc. And I spoke to Mike. He’s trying to get the internet for his crib but it’s a problem since they do a credit check and he does not have the best credit. Who does?

It is a lovely summer day and I am outside at my lunch hour having a small cigar and sitting where I used to sit, which for the past couple of weeks was filled with construction equipment, nothing major just some fencing and barricades but they were moved I guess sometime between last Thursday and today. I am grateful I am sitting in the shade and I’m not doing much of anything else

Two members of the NYPD just walked by wearing bulletproof vests and walking into a yoga shop

I was talking to a co-worker named River Jordan she was saying that if she had to do my job she’d go crazy because so much of it involves not doing much of anything. I remarked that I do some writing and then I edit it when I get home so that should work out for the best.
I would hope that I really can’t say.

Streets are crowded right now a lot of people wondering around I guess they are done with their summer breaks even though it’s still summer. People are back from work, Asian Indians walking around wearing down jackets. It’s in 70° and it’s much too cold for them

Something is going on with the NYPD there’s about half a dozen officers standing around two or three cars flashing lights and I am older than almost all of these if not all of them LEO

It seems it was a momentary police action they are all gone now/

The first Friday of September 2026. It’s the Friday of a 3-day holiday weekend and it’s pretty depressing. The day started out awkward and sweaty and that’s probably going to end that way as well.

The agency that has placed me at the fruit stand has an ongoing thing where they State they want my personal goals as involved with employment. The goal of showing up at 8:00 in the morning and doing my job until 5:00 p.m. in the afternoon and then going home is not as satisfactory enough (gold) goal

I want to tell them that next week I will be 64 years old, close to retirement. My goals are just that make it to retirement, do my job, go home and relax. Try working past 65 years old. If I am working past 65 years old then I will have to do that. I do know that I will probably work until the day I die. Will that be a long time I don’t know for Bill’s sake I hope it would be a long time.

Part of me wants to be answering their goal questions honestly, but they more than likely want to hear what they want to hear and that has nothing to do with honesty, honestly.

Once again I sit in the concrete (car) park a few blocks away from the main headquarters which I’ve been calling the belly of the beast. Maybe I will just call it the belly of the beast. I try to do a good job. I try to do what is asked of me and perhaps I overdo it perhaps I overthink it. It is ultimately depressing.

Bill (bill) is on the road. Mike is at my apartment. He received his television that was (said) sent to him by his beloved (way) Wade following me right now in fact calling me.

Mike just called. He’s definitely sympathetic to my situation. He does not like Yancy at all. Only because of what Yancy is putting me through though I am also putting myself through it in my attempts to make sure that (Nancy) Yancy is happy.

Already looking at a potential problem on Wednesday, where Yancy will be at my (food) fruit stand and I am scheduled to be at his fruit stand. I suppose it’ll have to be rectified on Tuesday afternoon.

I am just waiting four and a half hours to get to 5:00 and start a 3-day weekend. I’ve been looking forward to this 3-day weekend since July.

Once again Violet has come through with her pleasant teaching demeanor. Another client showed up who needed assistance with that program that I had difficulty with the other day. To recap, Yancy tried teaching me this computer program in the morning and it did not sink it. In the afternoon Violet helped me with that computer program and it works perfectly

It’s just a matter of time I suppose and that’s all anything is really, a matter of time.