Daily Archives: January 29, 2025

Putting on Airs

42° Wednesday evening. Not much has happened with me today. No word from the job interviewer. I’d be surprised actually. I wasn’t the only one being interviewed and I’m certain other people were more deferential than I.

Bill had a rough time today after a night of not sleeping well. It involved Bill going to the Journal Square area. He returned in a much better mood than he had when he left. The rest of the day was lazy. I did gather my steps though not hitting my daily goal.

That’s about it. Right now, Scott Pilgrim vs The World is on and it’s always a laugh. I don’t watch it enough. It’s directed by Edgar Wright and as far as I know, always makes an entertaining flick. And the music aspect of the movie is so much fun, at least to a geezer like myself.

Bill is doing a Zoom rehearsal right now. It’s for the reading at the 503 Social Club on March 24. I haven’t heard it but it does sound like it gets heated. Not a feel-good play from what I’ve overheard through 2 rooms.

It’s a Wednesday like I wrote earlier. A hump day and I ain’t gettin’ humped.

I’ve been smoking pot since March 1, 1981. I had previously sworn to my Mother that I would never do such a thing but I was hanging around with Perry Dedovitch who my mother liked and we both worked with.

Perry and I were both very much into the Beatles and so we went to the Beatlefest on February 29 and March 1, 1981. I thought Perry was the coolest and I had a crush on him. He was handsome but I never thought of him sexually, since he was definitely not my type.

But he was cool enough for me to want to hang out with. Looking back on all the cool guys I hung out with and I’m guessing that they were all straight as six o’clock. Except for one of them, I was never interested in them sexually.

And that one was because he did tease me with pictures of his cock as well as his post-workout shots. And he knew what he was doing and I knew I would never have an opportunity.

Perry had weed. So after the last night of Beatlefest 1981, Perry produced a joint that he lit up. He passed it to me, and the joint went back and forth until finished and I felt nothing. It wasn’t until a few more attempts over the course of a few weeks did I finally achieved enlightenment and a ravenous appetite.

Later in September 1981 Perry and I set out for California with a dream of starting over out there. It took about a month to realize it was a mistake. However I didn’t think that that was what a lot of people did, move to Los Angeles and start anew when it was.

We stayed with Perry’s relatives in Canoga Park for about a month. It seems so much longer over 40 years ago but was a mere couple of weeks. We even went to Las Vegas which was a big mistake and not in our plans but Perry’s relatives weren’t about to let us stay in their house without them being there which made sense.

I lost all my money in Vegas. Back in Canoga Park Perry took me aside and told him I did not have to impress his relatives. I asked him what did that mean, and he said the way I talk, all high falutin’ and intelligent like I was putting on airs.