I say hello and good morning to many people who have earbuds and headphones on so they can’t hear me and so cannot reply in kind.

I am in the belly of the fruit stand. I am still persona number two, not necessarily non grata, but I have to defer to whatever somebody else is doing. Whereas most of the week I’ve been taking lunch at 1:00 today I have to take it at noon because the person has to take it at 1:00 and I have to make sure that somebody is here so the level of bullshit has up to my knees and they’ll probably be higher up to my chin by the end of the day. It went well and I adapted.

“Hello Fruity reception this is John”

I like to take lunch later in the day but later for this crowd means 1:00 p.m. so it’s 1:00 p.m. that I like to take lunch although I am merely visiting the belly of the fruit stands. I defer to Violet she has been out the past couple of days and has returned today and said she wanted to take lunch at 1:00 p.m.

So here I am outside at noon in that same old concrete Park where it is where I have been smoking a small cigar and then going back to the belly of the fruit stand to eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with my last cup of coffee for the day.

(Bank) Mike is on his way back to his crib because his parole officer has been talking about paying a visit and could be today could be tomorrow but Mike definitely has to be there.

Mike and I talked about this yesterday about how the parole officer is due for a visit and sure enough he (cannot) was contacted this morning.

Mike wanted to watch Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Part 1 so I hooked it up and within minutes he was fast asleep on the couch which was fine by me. I played the movie through and (she) went to bed after that

A bike ride does not seem possible this weekend since a nor’easter is expected and it’s supposed to come in tonight or tomorrow and wreck havoc Saturday and Sunday which does not make for a good bike ride.

I intend to go to the supermarket on Saturday as I usually do. Hopefully it will not be underwater which it is prone to do (for) or looks like looting happens since people panic and buy whatever they think they might need to hunker down.

I actually went after work since the storm is expected on Friday night

There was a time when I would get high at lunch time go back to wherever it was I was working with red eyes and an incomplete look. Nowadays I don’t do that. I have too much at stake and I don’t want to have to look for another job but now it’s legal but then again so is drinking and they do (friend) frown upon doing it to drink at lunch coming back from lunch drum drunk.
Lots of motorized noise going on but I left him right there’s no escape from it. It’s like an (eisenstein neubaten) Einstürzende Neubauten track

I used to get those squiggly protozoa things floating in my eyes. I used to think it made me special. Then I read that it happens to a lot of people, but not everyone. No one really talked about it which made me feel special. Once I read that it happens frequently it seems to have stopped happening with me. I have not seen it or have had it happen quite a while.

I used to have Elton John song Tell me when the whistle blows as my alarm and today I changed it to John Philip Sousa the Liberty Bell which is known mainly as the theme to Monty Python’s Flying Circus without the raspberry at the end

I am back in the belly of the fruit stand on September 23rd 2026 a Wednesday. Slept fairly well last night. I was in an okay mood when I came home from work but it was a bit awkward with Mike. He was expecting me to be in a bad mood and I wasn’t in a bad mood, although I did ask him the night before to take his clothes and fold them up and last night he still had not done that so I was a bit annoyed at that. I don’t know what he does all day and I think it’s not much, he’s just lazy and in love with his phone and his followers.

Bill is still on the road somewhere in New England; he might be coming back sooner due to or nor’easter which is scheduled to be headed in his direction being in the Northeast and all. And the goddamned autumn is in the air. Everything’s a bit cool, perhaps a little too cool. I did not need the air conditioner last night, that’s how cool it was. Perhaps I will be putting it away sooner rather than later.

Yesterday we had a children’s entertainer visiting the fruit stand which would have meant something if I was a child or had a child but I don’t have either. Somebody asked me if I recognized her and I said no she was just like any other chick on the street she wasn’t in costume but to her credit she stands against the genocide going on in Gaza.

Yancy is on his way up which could be helpful and could be (adoring) annoying.
Not annoying but helpful. And so (much harming Some somewhat heart) charming.

I had to deal with someone named Naomi which made me think of Naomi Pitcairn. A friend of my friends went to a toothpaste school in upstate New York with her. Whereas these friends liked me Naomi made sure that I would never be comfortable in her presence. She’s a rich girl from I believe Mayflower stock.

She decided to make a living working on billboards high up above highways and streets and buildings. She did not like me at all and it was almost like a George Costanza moment for me, the more she didn’t like me the more I tried to get her to like me Eventually I gave up and viewed her with disdain as much disdain as she had for me I reflected back in her Puritan face.

I had a dream involving Kartha Meavney this morning before I woke up. Some of those toothpaste bad students grad students were trying to help Kartha out with a play (but they’re not that what happened) I wouldn’t know but it was awkward for most everyone in the dream including myself

And I did sleep quite well last night. So much so that I did not want to get out of bed this morning but knew that I had to. And it came in handy since Kimberly and Violet are not in the office today leaving Janis,Yancy and myself to (command the Lord’s) man the boards.

Dictation is for the birds

I was just behaving like everyone else looking at my phone swelling into the feed on the social media. And after a few minutes I just said ‘ugh such horribleness’. And that’s all it really is just bad news after bad news after bad news with a picture of a baby or kitten and then more bad news

At the belly of the fruit stand I found myself talking to a few employees at different times about how horrible smartphones are and how addicted people are to them. They’re certainly not making anyone smarter myself included

I am in the concrete Park once again with some of the same people that have been here for the past couple of days we all have our routines that occur after 1:00 p.m.

The sun has come in and gone out a few times and right now it is in or out in other words I’m sitting in the sun and I probably should not

Bill is driving around somewhere and I called Mike and got his (wife now) voicemail.