Well today is Saturday which makes sense since yesterday was Friday. Didn’t do much last night, hung out with Juan, had a few pints, got a little jazzy. We watched Tales From the City on Logo. Juan didn’t know anything about it so I had to give him a little bit of background. I think he liked it. There really wasn’t much of anything on TV. Don’t get me wrong it was good on Logo but it was great when it was originally broadcast on PBS in the nineties. It was uncensored. Everything on Logo is censored for language and ahem, sexual situations.
Juan left after we watched Bill Maher. It was a good show but Bill Maher could be tiresome sometimes. Juan hit the nail on the head comparing Bill Maher to Ann Coulter. They are good friends and may have had a relationship a while ago. My friend Rita saw Bill Maher at Caroline’s Comedy Club in Manhattan and said that he was all smarmy showbiz and not in a good way. Juan left at midnight just as my eyelids were too heavy to keep open. So enough I was asleep in bed listening to Bill sawing wood.
I got up at 7:00 for some strange reason. Actually I just couldn’t sleep anymore. I was working at Farfetched today, They must have been in trouble since Lois and Sharon were sick and I’m usually the last one they call. Not out of any spite, just that they have workers like Jessica and Harpy. Jessica works Saturdays and Harpy works Sundays so I guess Harpy needed a day off. I didn’t mind. I enjoy working there and helping out. It’s a real social situation where I get to be the DJ though I prefer Selecter. Jessica had a cold sore and kept a scarf over her mouth most of the day.
Jessica at some point came up with the idea that Bill and I should adopt her so that we would have a biracial daughter. That would be something. It would also give Juan an older sister. I told her I’d think about it. She also wants to learn how to skateboard and asked me if I knew how. I told her I used to skateboard and that if she got a skateboard I would show her how to do it. Though it’s has been over thirty years since I had last done it, but I think it might be like riding a bike. All you need is balance and some coordination, which oddly enough I have.
According to Susan at Farfetched, I am the only person the Jessica lights up around. She doesn’t really communicate with anyone but me. It’s a nice position to be in, to be the only person she can relax around. I don’t know why I’m that guy but I’m happy to be able to do that for her. She was nice enough to buy me an ice cream after we closed the store and I walked her to her train then I walked around, smoked a Padron and headed back to Hoboken on the Path train.