Jay Yamron was not happy. His partner, Joe Gallino returned from a field trip with what seemed to be the flu. Jay had just gotten over the flu on his own and now felt obligated to take care of Joe. Jay cared but didn’t care. The relationship between Jay and Joe had cooled down and now they were more like roommates.

Joe had a slight fever and Jay did what he could. There was love and there was compassion and there was the splitting of the rent. Jay mentioned this to their mutual friend Kim Larsen who had her own problems. Not that she didn’t care but there were other pressing matters on her mind.

Jay tucked Joe into bed and went out to pick up some soup and antihistamines. The soup was for the both of them and the antihistamines were a shot in the dark. Jay hoped that they would knock Joe out and provide a decent night of sleep. It had been a while since Jay had a good night of sleep.

Meanwhile Kim was wondering how she was going to get from midtown Manhattan to Saddle Brook NJ. She didn’t own a car and the book publisher talked about having a commuter van ferry employees back and forth, but for how long would that go on for?

She asked Demi Lemakos for her input and Demi was reluctant. Demi was looking forward to her retirement and was planning on going back to her homeland, Greece. Demi was not going to let this opportunity to pass through her fingers. That would be foolish.

Demi was tight lipped and offered no advice whatsoever. Kim would have to wait until Joe was on his feet again and who knew how long that would take?

That is about as far as I had gotten with these three names from the HBJ past. Whether or not they are still alive I couldn’t say. It’s been almost 40 years since I had crossed paths with them.

Bill was on the road and is expected back today. Mike came over on Thursday night and left yesterday. It was a good visit. Mike s the 44 year old screenager. He is constantly on his phone (and I am on my computer) and I have come to terms with that.

Today was slow at the fruit stand. Slow enough that I had online words with some guy in the Golden Girls Memes social media page. He posted the Girls at a Cheesecake Factory. So obviously made by artificial intelligence that I noted how tacky it was and lacking in creativity. He insisted that it was creative.

Entering words and direction in an artificial intelligence engine requires very little creativity, merely keystrokes. After some back and forth I eventually deleted my comments. I know that for this here blog, I do use artificial intelligence to rewrite my posts as something by various writers. I do post that they are artificially created and since no one reads this here blogs, no one is the wiser.

Tomorrow and Wednesday I am back at the major fruit stand. Tomorrow is the fiftieth anniversary of the fruit stand and major events are scheduled. I am anxious about this though my job will be what I had done before. Nothing to be alarmed before though tomorrow promises to include hundreds more people than what I am used to.

I just have to get there and I will as I usually do.