I am back in the belly of the fruit stand on September 23rd 2026 a Wednesday. Slept fairly well last night. I was in an okay mood when I came home from work but it was a bit awkward with Mike. He was expecting me to be in a bad mood and I wasn’t in a bad mood, although I did ask him the night before to take his clothes and fold them up and last night he still had not done that so I was a bit annoyed at that. I don’t know what he does all day and I think it’s not much, he’s just lazy and in love with his phone and his followers.

Bill is still on the road somewhere in New England; he might be coming back sooner due to or nor’easter which is scheduled to be headed in his direction being in the Northeast and all. And the goddamned autumn is in the air. Everything’s a bit cool, perhaps a little too cool. I did not need the air conditioner last night, that’s how cool it was. Perhaps I will be putting it away sooner rather than later.

Yesterday we had a children’s entertainer visiting the fruit stand which would have meant something if I was a child or had a child but I don’t have either. Somebody asked me if I recognized her and I said no she was just like any other chick on the street she wasn’t in costume but to her credit she stands against the genocide going on in Gaza.

Yancy is on his way up which could be helpful and could be (adoring) annoying.
Not annoying but helpful. And so (much harming Some somewhat heart) charming.

I had to deal with someone named Naomi which made me think of Naomi Pitcairn. A friend of my friends went to a toothpaste school in upstate New York with her. Whereas these friends liked me Naomi made sure that I would never be comfortable in her presence. She’s a rich girl from I believe Mayflower stock.

She decided to make a living working on billboards high up above highways and streets and buildings. She did not like me at all and it was almost like a George Costanza moment for me, the more she didn’t like me the more I tried to get her to like me Eventually I gave up and viewed her with disdain as much disdain as she had for me I reflected back in her Puritan face.

I had a dream involving Kartha Meavney this morning before I woke up. Some of those toothpaste bad students grad students were trying to help Kartha out with a play (but they’re not that what happened) I wouldn’t know but it was awkward for most everyone in the dream including myself

And I did sleep quite well last night. So much so that I did not want to get out of bed this morning but knew that I had to. And it came in handy since Kimberly and Violet are not in the office today leaving Janis,Yancy and myself to (command the Lord’s) man the boards.

Dictation is for the birds

I was just behaving like everyone else looking at my phone swelling into the feed on the social media. And after a few minutes I just said ‘ugh such horribleness’. And that’s all it really is just bad news after bad news after bad news with a picture of a baby or kitten and then more bad news

At the belly of the fruit stand I found myself talking to a few employees at different times about how horrible smartphones are and how addicted people are to them. They’re certainly not making anyone smarter myself included

I am in the concrete Park once again with some of the same people that have been here for the past couple of days we all have our routines that occur after 1:00 p.m.

The sun has come in and gone out a few times and right now it is in or out in other words I’m sitting in the sun and I probably should not

Bill is driving around somewhere and I called Mike and got his (wife now) voicemail.