Today is Friday September 5th and I am okay it’s a Friday. I slept very well last night despite the fact that Bill was not home. I usually sleep better when he’s here or there but last night he was not and then I got through it on my own. Right now he is somewhere in New Jersey driving someone to somewhere and I am not at Liberty to say.

Had another good talk with Mike last night who is expressing his gratitude for all that I have done and all that Bill has done on his behalf. Good to hear and I can’t hear it often enough. I woke up with no difficulty though I would not have minded another hour to sleep. These four day work weeks if you know what I mean…next week is another 4-day work week since I am taking off on September 12th that holy day of obligation to myself.

Once again this morning I went to Bill’s favorite bagel joint in Hoboken and they’ve gotten better their consistently charging me $7 for a sandwich and that’s no problem and then I go to dunkin’ donuts on 14th Street on my way to work and they’re getting better no longer acting like the deer in the headlights.

I am in no hurry to go to the Dunkin’ Donuts / Baskin Robbins on 6th avenue since they were just so horrible last time telling me that I was showing them a screenshot of a QR code rather than the actual QR code despite the fact that I had to show them that it was not what they thought.

Work is awfully quiet but I suppose it is a good thing. I’m not complaining though interacting with Jimmy Chile and/or Marcus would be fine but neither one of them is around and I am solo.

Right now I am listening to the live album from Talking Heads called “The Name of this Band is Talking Heads”. Of course I bought it as soon as it came out back in the day in the ’80s on vinyl but due to space concerns for audio tracks on LPs a lot was left off so when it was released on CD I brought it immediately and I uploaded it and here it is with all the songs that should have been around in the first place.

There is a plan to go with Mike to see Bill’s performance in Postal Madness on Sunday afternoon which is the last performance and then back home after that Mike crashes for a few hours before he goes to work around 9:00.

Since I had gone to Bill’s favorite bagel joint in Hoboken and had a big sandwich as well as snacking intermittently afterwards I’m going to forgo lunch and just wait until dinner. Last night while sleeping I felt like my leg was about to cramp up and that’s probably because of not enough potassium in my system.

So I came to work and drank a can of coconut water which has the potassium I need. I was in the habit of drinking coconut water at least once a week but I have not done so in the past couple of weeks so of course leg cramps would pop up and hopefully I’ve taken care of that with no fears of cramping up tonight.

Oh so many fucked up situations going on and they’re not just mine. Marcus Mike Bill and his play Lord have mercy. It’s all going on around me. I gotta duck and make sure that I don’t get hit by the bullshit.

On the plus side I ordered a salad that should be ready in about 2 hours which I will pick up. There was a paranoid thought in the back of my head yesterday that Mike was going to do damage to the apartments but that’s paranoid thinking in my head.

I came home and everything was the same as it ever was. There was a protest or a rally regarding the benches on Washington Street and I promised to attend and when I got home I realized that I forgot and after climbing those four flights of steps to my apartment I wasn’t about to go outside.

So I feel bad for Kurt who is recovering from a stroke a few years ago and was quite irate that street benches were taken from the sidewalks. I sympathize but cannot show up. There is a feeling of guilt. But with what was going on in my head yesterday I had to get home.

Time is crawling and I’m trying to busy myself at work

Bob Huff his birthday was yesterday Martin Chambers drummer of the pretenders his birthday is today. I do this x amount of candles for so and so on social media and I have to do that again when I get home tonight

Things are better between me and Mike as I wrote last night I suppose. High school hijinks perhaps.

Well Bill had a nice phone call with Mike and it went well. Bill is in love with the enthusiasm that Mike has for the theater world and realizes that it’s a different relationship that they have that I have with Mike. Mine was based on cigars which is limited as I know quite a bit more about cigars and Bill’s is an ongoing theatrical day thing.

Changes day to day I suppose that’s the nature of our relationship. Some days are better than others but he doesn’t understand or didn’t understand and I think he’s coming around now.

Work is the usual oddness mixed with pleasantries. Marcus, aloof when he walks in and hour or so later He’s telling me what’s going on with his life and I try to be supportive with him. His drama is everywhere it seems where yesterday was mine. Today is Marcus’ day for high drama.

Jimmy Chile is out at another office so I’m doing a lot of flying solo which is fine I suppose so interacting with somebody is usually better and helps the day go by but until then I’m a solo act.

I just listened to the first Cars album as well as a few songs from their second and third album. I am a bit embarrased at how I greatly admired Ric Ocasek lyrics back in the day 48 years ago. Now I look back with some embarrassment and a lot of laughter towards those lyrics ‘I’m flying like a cement kite’, now I mean WTF?

Xavier High School is near. It’s a Catholic High School, a boy’s high school, and I’ve just seen at least 30 or so students walking by, so full of life and energy. They have to wear uniforms that involve a tie, which I did not.