Category Archives: Hopelessly banal with a slathering of ennui

Before Dawn

8:56 a.m., oh man, do I hate getting out of bed in the morning, especially when the sun isn’t up yet.
So I took my time, and I still wound up getting to work 20 minutes earlier than I needed to be. And again, I do not like being late.

So it’s Tuesday, January 6th.
5 years ago, rioters stormed the capital in Washington DC and got away with it. That should have been the end of l’orange merde, as we will know that is not the case
The turd floats.

I contacted Daisy yesterday, since it’s been a while since I heard from her, and since I do all the communication at least initially, I did it once again. She is still at Bratty McGrotty and more than likely almost 100% Filipino

Was just looking up my ex-boss online. He used to be listed here as Bobby Risotto, but that’s when I cared about what he thought, and he was still in the closet back then. Now I don’t care what he thinks; if he’s in the closet, he’s still a rotten person.

It’s another quiet day at the fruit stand. Went to bed earlier last night, and it seemed to have paid off with a good night’s sleep. It went so well that I intend to follow the same ritual tonight.

It is just another quiet day at the fruit stand. It’s going to be like this for the rest of the week, I believe, so I will be at the main food stand tomorrow…all day.

It is very warm in the office, which I suppose is a good thing, better than cold, better to have it and not need it than need it and not have it, I think.

Bill is still on the road, Mike is chilling in my crib. I am at work.

I easily fall through rabbit holes. I looked up somebody with a similar name to someone I grew up with, but haven’t spoken to in over 50 years. Turns out his brother died 6 years ago, Jimmy Schumacher, brother of Johnny. They lived on Blue Ridge Road. I really should stop being so easily distracted he said while distracted from his job and dictated into his phone

I just remembered that I played the video of stop making sense by Talking Heads, and I don’t think Mike was into it very much at all. I watched the whole thing nonetheless.

I have just listened to Blondie’s greatest hits as well as their album Eat to the Beat. I really miss Clem Burke. Next time, the playlist is Elvis Costello’s Armed Forces.

Actually, it was the Cocteau Twins that were next. Head over Heels. Jet Watley played that record quite a bit. Fades memories.

I’ve read that there is a play, Robert Isacco vs Donald Putnam, in a wrestling match at the Maggie Alexandre arena, with Hal Liebes as the referee. Concessions were supposed to be handled by Louise Ulitto and Noel Guzman, but they were rumored to have been deported.

The whole feeling of melancholy following December 25th or January 1st usually involves the buildup to those dates, for everybody’s excited that things are going to go well; optimism is in the air generally for people. And then after January 1st, the balloon deflates.

Shiny things, Christmas trees, holiday lights get put away, plunging souls into darkness once more. True, the daylight lasts an extra minute with each passing day, but that’s not nearly enough to hang on to.

Once again, I had halal food for lunch, and once again, it was a bit lackluster. I figured after not eating it for 2 weeks, things might need returning to what they once were, but that does not seem to be the case.

Polaroid

A draft from January 4, 2025
Mary Louise Parker and Ben Affleck are a couple interviewing people for their NPR radio show and their stories of problems there is also a version starring Chloe Sevigny and Paul Mescal in Edinburg. Martha Keavney and I were supposed to be interviewed by Parker and Affleck in their big apartment on Hudson St in a reimagined Hoboken.

The reimagined Hoboken was familiar in parts and quite lush and verdant in other parts. It was a very nice place to visit but it was fleeting nonetheless.

That dream led into an office dream which had me wandering around an office where old friend Excer Rivera worked and I was running around desks and potted plants while trying to avoid Michael Burton from Burton & McGrotty and seeing Jim Lecovich a former co-worker from a financial management company I worked at.

These were vivid dreams I had on Saturday morning before fully waking up. It was a good rest. Friday was a fun day. Bill was bussing middle school skiers in North New Jersey. I went over to Mike’s crib in Jersey City. The whole thing was an experience. I was on the 87 bus from Hoboken terminal. It’s a meandering route that included a stop at Journal Square. The whole ride was about 30 minutes more or less.

It was easy to do and more than likely be done again. Mike’s apartment doesn’t have much by way of furniture but it is his first flat of his own and things will be happening piecemeal I think. Money is tight so he has an air mattress and that’s about it.

He’s a special kind of guy, that Mike. He’s enamored of Bill and myself, specifically our relationship. He’s never seen two geezers in a loving relationship like Ernie & Bert, I mean, Bill and me. And I’ve discussed our relationship with Mike. It’s good to have someone to talk to about such things even if they’re not in the relationship though I had certainly tried before.

Mike and I wound up taking various arty shots in the crib and that was a lot of fun. And other than that we just layabout chatting away the hours and waiting for a Lyft.

Right now Bill and I are watching Dont Look Back by D.A. Pennebaker, it’s a documentary on Bob Dylan’s tour of the UK in 1965. Right before he ‘went electric’. Bill never had seen it before and he did enjoy A Complete Stranger, the Bob Dylan loose biopic that was just recently released.

Timothee Chalamet plays and sings Bob Dylan in the flick and Edward Norton was great at portraying Pete Seeger. Bill and I watched a clip of Pete Seeger on America Now with Amy Goodman from a few years back on YouTube. I was impressed that Edward Norton had the sound of Pete Seeger’s voice down pat.

At some point I will show Bill, Todd Haynes’ I’m Not There which could be difficult to digest and I think Masked and Anonymous would be interesting for Bill to watch but it’s not streaming anywhere, at least not for free. I do have the DVD but ugh, who wants to plug in that device?