Lover boy
I ruined your day. I broke your heart.
I don’t know where I was going with those lines. Perhaps a poem or a song lyric.

It is Wednesday, December 3rd. The new phone is supposed to be delivered today. Other items were delivered last night after I had come in from the inclement weather in Hoboken, knowing that I could pick them up today, and that is my plan after work.

While Yancey was in the midst of my morning, I tried to find proper music that would be inoffensive and listenable for his sensitive ears. I started out with Towa Tei, followed it with Michelle and Me’Shell Ndegeocello, and some Luaka Bop.

After Yancy left, I played the Velvet Underground Live 1969, Cocteau Twins, and the Cure. The morning started off yesterday with Before and After Science by Brian Eno. Today it was Supertramp- Breakfast in America.

Demos, the very handsome UPS guy, delivered by phone; actually, I went and got it. I would have hopped in the back of a truck for him if he had asked. He knew me, at least remembered me. He was handsome enough for me to remember, but on this occasion, I didn’t.

It’s been a satisfactory day, mostly. Fun talk with Mike on the phone, a few laughs. Work was a breeze, relatively speaking. I had halal food from the truck on Sixth Avenue, which was good but not as good as the first time a few weeks ago.

Bill’s spirits were somewhat deflated. He thought he’d be on the road, but those plans shifted. So he’s housebound until the weekend, when a road trip is planned. A trip to East Orange, which isn’t a ‘fun’ road trip. It is a memorial followed by a repast. He mentioned it to me last week, and I begged off.

I regretted it and told him soon after that I would attend with him. I’m sure he appreciates it. He reserved a ZipCar, to which I will contribute. I’m not sure he knows about that. I certainly pointed him in that direction. His original plan was to take a ride share from Hoboken to East Orange, but that did not seem feasible. This seems affordable, especially with my own contribution.

The new phone seems cool. Some things are similar; the Pixel 9a is a definite update to the Pixel 6a. It’s been a few years since I had it. A few things were different: homescreen widgets had moved, and I did my best to remember where they were. New positions for some of those widgets.

I await the delivery of the phone case, which is expected on Friday. It’s not an official case as sanctioned by the Alphabet company. It’s the same model as I had for the Pixel 6a, and I like it very much. I’m being extra cautious with the Pixel 9a until the case is delivered. Not that I drop my phone frequently, but it does happen.

I’m on a plan with the price added to my bill, which I try to keep down. It’s a 2-year plan, $20 a month. Of course, it costs more than some of the cars I used to own.

The Pixel 6a has been a good and faithful servant.