Forgot to wear the watch which means I will be looking at my wrist throughout the day on this Wednesday June 11th. I slept soundly through the night and woke up with no recollection of the day before. Well there was recollection but they’re holes in that recollection like Swiss cheese.

Looking in my bag this morning I realized that I did not give Mike his resumes that I had printed out for him. So I called him but he wasn’t picking up his phone and finally he called me back after an hour or so and told me that he was seeing me tonight and I can give him the resumes then.

I had no idea I was doing that. Perhaps there was an idea, perhaps there was half asleep or half awake like that glass is half full or is it half empty?

So I’m wearing a shirt that I bought a couple of weeks ago from Old Navy. It’s a nice green and white striped shirt, and as I’m drinking a cup of coffee as I usually do I spilled some on my new shirt. I ran off for some cold water on it and that seemed to do the trick even though in my mind’s eye I still see the coffee stand on the new shirt and I spent a few times this morning soaking in cold water on it just so I’d satisfy my paranoid curiosity.

Since I am in the far-fetched neighborhood I was thinking about farfactured I don’t know how they’re finances were fired in 2009 but they seem to be doing all right but I’m pretty sure that the pandemic would have put an end to their Enterprise. Pretty baby by Blondie plays in my head right now.

Another summer day in spring is 81° right now and I am happy it’s not raining. I’m outside my building smoking a mini cigar on my lunch break.

A few weeks ago, well red eyed in front of the computer I was falling for a Facebook advertisement about dying the beard. I fell for it Hook line and sinker and ordered the product and it took a while for me to get it but I eventually got it and I followed the instructions and applied liberally and it came out horrible like I was eating a chocolate powdered donut and I immediately shaved off my beard and now I’m waiting for it to grow back.

The lesson learned is not to fall for Facebook ads when one is quite stoned. I was just thinking of Bratty McGrotty and how much better off I am now that I was then.

Fare thee well, Sly Stone
Fare thee well, Brian Wilson
I loved them both, but my affection is deeper for Brian Wilson. My brother Frank adored the Beach Boys, so I certainly heard enough of them growing. Hearing that Brian Wilson passed away today, I felt like I was saying goodbye to my brother Frank again.

Walking home from the Newport Mall after helping Mike pick out a shirt and some slacks and some shoes, and a belt for his job interview on Thursday. I hope things go well for him cuz he desperately needs to get a job.

I am walking past the river, actually alongside the river turned out to be a nice evening after a gray day, all day in Manhattan. I wore a raincoat this morning, which seemed to the right idea this morning, but in the evening it was a bit much.

Today is election day or primary day in New Jersey, and I can’t say I’m committed to any potential candidate, so I think I’m going to sit out the primary and let others decide who will be the gubernatorial candidate. It’s good to spend time with Mike just walking around buying things. I bought a pair of Adidas sneakers, which were leather, for about 46 bucks.

On May 26th I ordered a pair of Adidas canvas sneakers which were the same ones that I had previous and I like them enough that I decided to buy the same make and model but here we are June 10th and the sneakers still have not arrived so I canceled the order which was on Amazon and bought a pair that was even better for about the same amount of money at JCPenney. I can’t wait to wear them to work tomorrow since tomorrow it’s not supposed to be as rainy as it was today. I also bought a very nice shirt for Bill at Kohl’s, which he doesn’t know about, although he knows I did get him a present.

He is at the garage with the bus waiting to receive word to go to Newark airport to pick up some people to drive to Jersey City, and he doesn’t know what flight they’re on, so he’s sitting around waiting for the phone call. He told me he tried calling the passengers earlier, but all calls all went to voicemail, so he is in the dark, so to speak.

Other than that it was a pretty good day. Work was no problem, I really like this position and I still haven’t talked about it. I like the area of Manhattan that I work in. I like the people that I’m working with. I hope it lasts, but it’s not up to me since I’m under contract not employed by the company, I am just a contract player.

Now I’m back in Hoboken again, still a wonderful evening as I walk down to Newark Street, about to cross Hudson Street. Rainbow crosswalks at the corner of Newark Street and Washington Street by City Hall. The colors are quite vibrant, and they’ll be faded away by next year.

It’s actually later than it usually is when I come home from work. Don’t know what else to say, once again at a loss for words. Now I am on 1st Street. I just want to go home and eat something, and relax. That’s an easy plan, I think it’s easily achieved.

The mayor of Hoboken called me up today asking if I was going to vote for him, and since I was in the bathroom, I told him yes, even though I’m not.

And so I voted anyway since I was walking past the polling place and there were still a few minutes left to vote, so I voted a hodgepodge of columns and clicks, but it’s done.
I contributed. The end.