Walking around Union Square on my way to get my lunch. Heard someone talk about a technical writer, and that brought back memories of how I thought I would be a technical writer since I fancied myself a writer. Apparently, I do what I consider myself to be a writer, or would others consider me to be a writer? It’s something that I do. It’s something that I think I can do good at or do well, but ultimately I’m leaving it up to someone else to decide, which is very passive-aggressive, which is very John O’Toole

16 East 16th Street
Seems to be a boutique hotel that perhaps he might be able to get a job at since Jeff Bezos is jerking Mike around with a sandpaper glove.

It is Thursday, July 10th, 2025, a pleasant afternoon. Not as steamy as it’s been. It’s quite enjoyable. An interesting day to say the least.

15 years ago today Bill and I had a party at Maxwell’s to celebrate our civil union. We had maybe 50 to 100 people there. I don’t know, but it was all quite good and enjoyable. We bought pizza since the kitchen wasn’t open at Maxwell’s. We had it from noon until about 4:00, and it was enjoyable. Cash bar to cut down on drinking and driving, and then an after party at Rand and Lisa’s, which was somewhat muddled for me because even though I only had one or two pints, that’s pretty much out of it.

I think I took half as Xanax beforehand, and I may have molested Juan Brosales. I was feeling rather like Sonny Corleone at his sister’s wedding, if you know what I mean.

For no certain reason, I sense an apprehension in the air, or is it me? I went to the ATM to get some money, and twice my card was rejected. So since I was at my bank, I asked the woman behind the counter, and she said yes. That’s been happening quite a bit, so we cleared it up.

Apparently, I had gotten a text that I did not know about. That said, there’s some fraud thing going on, but since I was there and was taken care of almost immediately and I was able to leave with my money in hand.

I have some rather lackluster halal food today, which was disappointing from previous weeks of halal food. At least one day a week. I’ve been eating halal food, chicken, and rice. Today was rather bland, even though I had other ingredients added to it.

Mike is coming over tonight scheduled around 5:30. In fact, I’m going to give him a call in a minute to see how he’s doing. He’s been staving off depression, and I have to tell him that there was a run on his bank.

Don’t know what else to tell you. I’m going to see my guy around 6:00 in front of my building and then spend the evening with Mike watching TV.