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.

Low Key

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The Grammys. It seemed like each week from 1978 to 1984, somebody that I liked was releasing something amazing. For a later post…

Today I work at the major fruit stand. Yesterday, Lex Luthor had a seizure, so he probably won’t be in

Kashus Culpepper is a 20-something musician from Alabama who was on the Jimmy Kimmel show last night and in our office today at the fruit stand. He wasn’t bad at all

I sit at Lex Luthor’s desk, and since he is out and I have the office application to play music play the Cars’ first album, and it is doing just that. I don’t know why, but it popped into my head, and here we are.

Almost done with Bread of Angels by Patti Smith. Robert, Richard, Fred, and Todd have just died one after another, though not in that order.

Just read an article about a woman named Libby Howes. She worked with Spalding Gray at the Wooster Group in the 1970s, and there’s an article about her in the New York Times today. And then most anything that mentions Spalding Gray gets my attention.

Which brought to my attention the plan I had at this time last year of doing performances at the 503 social club with Mike and Bill, referring to these log entries that I’ve been doing on and off since 2005. The concepts still pop up now and then, but the time is fleeting.

It can still be revived at some point, and I’m sure Bill and or Mike would love to be involved with that I would certainly appreciate their involvement nonetheless.

Tonight I have to stop by the library and pick up a book by Jelani Cobb. He’s a wonderful intellectual. I find him to be quite handsome. I can listen to him talk all night, and I’d love to hear him talk in bed. As I said, I am almost done with Patti Smith’s book, and I also have Lincoln in the Bardo, which is a book that I’d read a couple of years ago but didn’t finish because it was so beautiful and yet so incredibly sad.

I thought it might be worthwhile to attempt to read again, but time being what it is and Jelani Cobb appeared on my horizon.

Bill is off on the road from Thursday until Monday. Mike will be entertaining his beloved boyfriend from Friday until Monday, so essentially, I will be a solo act. I’m sure I can get through it with no problem. In fact, I might even enjoy it.

Today at the major fruit stand, it was busy but nothing insurmountable. Lex Luthor is in the hospital. I do hope he gets better.

Bill met me near the PATH station, and we had a nice walk home with a stop at the bibliotheque to pick up the Jelani Cobb book. We’ve just watched Jeopardy, and Bill is on the phone making plans for the itinerary of the ski trip. A nice, low-key way to close out this hump day.