It is Wednesday, the last Wednesday in May, feels like a Tuesday, but since we had off on Monday, here we are…

I have moved my lunch hour from 12:00 noon to 1:00 p.m. This is a lot better than what I used to have, “It’s 2:45, maybe if somebody could cover for you”. It was a horrible situation, but I got through it, and I maintain contact with Rafe. Things might be going according to plan, but according to plan was not my plan after all.

It’s a drizzly gray afternoon in the area just north of 14th Street, which is just North of Greenwich Village. Mike had to go back to his crib last night, and Bill chilled out at home. Which wasn’t so bad after all. Tonight, probably more of the same, though I hope I sleep better tonight than I did last night. Just not very pleasant or restful.

And yes, dictation a lot easier than typing entries in this here blog, the editing afterwards is nerve-racking to say the least. Today is Farmers market in Union Square, and I bought some vegan chocolate cake, which I have not told Bill or Mike that it’s vegan, but they enjoy it, and ignorance is bliss.

I am enjoying this new gig, I hope it lasts, but of course, that would not be up to me. I am presently underneath some scaffolding across the street from where I work, smoking a mini cigar, but nobody is around me and no one to complain. I keep thinking I’m going to run into somebody that I know, but knowing that, they probably see me first.

A late lunch means I am closer to going home at 5:00 p.m. than I would be if I were taking lunch at noon. Yes, it’s convoluted, but it seems to work at least in my mind. It’s a bit drizzly right now, not overwhelming, and I did bring an umbrella, but I left the umbrella at my desk hence me standing underneath the scaffolding.

This used to be an Andy Warhol area as well. Brownies restaurant was a block away one of the Warhol Factories was around the block, but now all traces are gone.

Shady characters come in all shapes and sizes and colors, and there’s always a few walking by. I’ve been away from my desk for almost half an hour, and since the weather is lackluster once again, I might go back earlier than I need to only because there’s nothing to do and nowhere to go, and the weather is not cooperating.

June approaches and that should be a good thing. Mike, Julio, and Bill have birthdays. Plans are made now, but of course, plans can change at the drop of a hat.

I will have to do something different tonight before I go to sleep, so perhaps I will have a good night’s restful sleep. It is badly needed by me. That’s about it for now, perhaps more later but there’s no guarantee

Tonight I will stand on a different part of the platform going home, so I have no problem getting a seat on the train since where I’ve been standing tends to get a little bit crowded, and I’ve spotted where the trains are not crowded and will figure out where I have to stand. That is how my life is at this moment, figuring out good spots to sit on the PATH train.

I just tried to help some guy looking for 91 5th Avenue, and I sent him in the wrong direction since I was using logic, not real estate listings.