XTC Towers of London plays in my head. And a great song is a great single, great picture (please leave leave) sleeve. And also had a good b-side and I do not remember the name of that b-side perhaps it was the Somnambulist (some namulist).

fuck you
This dictation is killing me

I am at the belly of the fruit stand today. I have a better approach to it, perhaps it’s because I had a very good night’s sleep last night. And I am been very productive this morning now it is 12:16 p.m. and I am on my lunch since Violet requested lunch at 1:00 I of course defer to her judgment

Bill is under the weather. He’s been sniffling and coughing for the past 48 hours. Last night I thought I was coming down with it but today I feel a whole lot better so I don’t think I’m coming down with it so I am exposed to whatever it is that he has.

I also take public transportation surrounded by people that have who knows what
And since I’m in the belly of the fruit stand I am in that concrete park a (blocker) block away having a small cigar watching various people on their 12:00 lunch hour (to drink it) doing whatever it is that they do.

But I’m being productive which is very good cuz usually I’m clumsy and different passing things to Violet that I can’t handle but today I seem to have a grip on things

Had a dream involving the E Street Band being at Maxwell’s. It was peculiar in the last dream that I recall before waking up 5 minutes before the alarm clock. Bruce walked in towards the end.

(The bill) Bill is slowly recovering from whatever he has and he’s going to be gone from the 19th for 9 days. Mike is getting over whatever he had last weekend so who knows? He does plan on coming over once Bill hits the road but who knows how that will work out specially since his parole officer decides things at the most inopportune times

And even talking to Yancy today hasn’t been that bad. He’s been amiable. There is a get-together after work tomorrow at the belly of the fruit stand but I do not think I will attend since I have to attend to Bill getting better and then hitting the road.

(Anne Murray Anne Murray) Annemarie and Rex have returned from the south of France so I guess we will be falling into that routine of Saturday phone calls. Exciting!

Today is Wednesday September 16th and it is another lovely Summer afternoon. I hope it holds up until this evening when I go home at 5:00 p.m. I will swing by and say hello to (hero day) Roda on my way home.
I had a charming encounter with a French coworker that I never met before. At least, I thought it was charming.

Perhaps a Samuel Beckett essay will follow.