It is another beautiful summer morning in August 2026. At the fruit stand once again a hobgoblin roams the hallways looking for trouble and changing things on a whim. Perhaps it’s more to get this fruit stand in line with the other food stand. I don’t know- I am not told any information. I just sit and watch things unfold before my eyes.

Yesterday on social media I spent way too much time arguing with some white trash from Texas- Trash Panda he calls himself. The Panda trash moaned about how he wanted to join a black cigar smokers group but they would not let him. They claimed it was because he was white but more often than not if you looked at his profile on social media he was maga maga maga and nobody wants to have anything to do with people like that anyhow.

Once again I dictate these notes into my phone since a way of a paranoia watches over my consciousness and has affected my ability to actually do things on the computer in front of me. So this is a way to get the words in and not interfere with my work which is quite slow to begin with anyhow and then again there’s the hobgoblin roaming the hallways.

Mike’s beloved, Wade is expected today, coming in on Tuesday leaving Saturday morning. Saturday I am planning on going to Garfield to see Elaine which should be okay I suppose.

It was a call from Annemarie a week or so ago thinking that Elaine desperately needs my help. And when I asked Elaine if she desperately needs my help she said no but she wouldn’t mind a visit so that is the plan for Saturday.

I am waiting to hear from somebody who made a request for tomorrow and I processed the request as much as I can. I am just waiting to hear what time their guest is expected and they responded it’ll be tomorrow even though I asked them what hour they are expecting their guest and they merely said August 26th 2026.

Bill is going away tomorrow and coming back on Sunday which should be fine, he has not been working that much lately. I don’t know if it’s because there’s not enough work to go around or perhaps they got something against my man, Bill.

Everyone’s summer is winding down towards the Labor Day weekend. Of course summer doesn’t end for another week or so after Labor Day in fact I am taking the 11th and 14th off of September. I thought about taking today off since Bill is going away tomorrow but obviously that did not happen since I am sitting at a desk in the fruit stand dictating words into my phone to be edited to be posted later on in the day.

This has been remarkably easy peasy, I am almost at the quota of 500 words. The Beatles are playing Lady Madonna right now not the official release but one of the outtakes.

I heard from the agency today. My counselor contacvted me. Apparently, Yancy’s boss did not like a joke that I made and went to the agency. From now on, no more humor. Can I maintain a no nonsense approach? It remains to be seen since I found out I’m working at the big fruit stand tomorrow.

I took the PATH train home only to realize halfway there that I left my notebooks with my information for the major fruit stand. I am back at the fruit stand just for a minute to get my notebooks. In and out for a minute. Spirit dwindling

Fare thee well, Dolly Pardon