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Another later than usual post. Not that you’d know unless I told you. And who are you anyway? Nah, I’m just kidding. But it’s after 10 PM and I do try to post earlier than that. But here we are, Tempus fugit. It was a cooler day, weather-wise as well as at work.

Most of the office was working from home so hardly anyone was at their desks. The worst part of the day was when I was at lunch. Back on Thomas Street, sitting on a wall enjoying a cigar when I felt something his the back of my neck and down my shirt.

I had an idea what it was. A lantern fly. For the past 2 years, the general public has been instructed to kill them on sight. I hoped I was wrong and I imagined that I could feel it under my shirt. Being modest I unbuttoned my shirt and shook it loose.

I didn’t see it fall out but a moment later I saw a lantern fly on the sidewalk in front of me. I justified the killing of the lantern fly by reasoning that it invaded my space.

At one point last year, Bill and I were walking in Jersey City and they were greatly attracted to him. For me, it’s usually big-ass flies when I am at Sandy Hook. They are drawn to me. They do not bother anyone else that I’m with. Just me.

They bite and draw blood. I have to add OFF to the sunscreen.

I had an idea about a guy who gets bitten by a lantern fly and starts eating all the things that lantern flies eat, endangering the local flora. That’s all I got. Not a bad idea for a 15-minute walk from Thomas to Murray Streets.

I saw a guy that reminded me of my father. It was a bit unnerving and I thought of Six Feet Under’s finale. A few times, before the major characters died, they saw someone from their past. That was the unnerving part, was that my father? Was I about to die?

Obviously, I did not.

Bill came home today and that was good. We were watching A Room With A View, in honor of Maggie Smith who died today, or at least her death was announced. When I found out, I said ‘Aw’.

The weather forecast is calling for rain tomorrow, so no bike riding. It could all change of course. The meteorologists are generally wrong half the time. Not bad work if you can get it. It’s been overcast the past few days.

This is what autumn is. Every year. I can’t believe people actually wish for this weather. It’s a drag. Give me spring and summer. I find winter to be troublesome. I have fallen too many times. It’s fun when you’re a kid, but as one goes through life, the laughs turn into groans.

Very much like the groan you have just emitted after reading this post.

Clammy Thursday

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Thursday. Quite a clammy day. So humid. On my break I decided to forego my usual walk up Broadway for my cigar puffery. I went down Broadway. I usually dress in blue jeans and a collared shirt, untucked.

Today I wore black trousers and a black collared shirt, tucked in. I received a few compliments on my appearance and that’s always nice to hear. As I walked down Broadway, avoiding tourists and the mob scene around the Bull near Wall Street my clothes were weighed down with my sweat.

By the time I got to Bowling Green, I figured that I could walk back along the river where it would be cooler. No, it was not cooled. I guess the Hudson River waters were warm which added to the humidity. Nevertheless, I shed my jacket and walked.

The humidity was good for the cigar. But it proved to be unbearable and uncomfortable so I ended the cigar earlier than I wanted to and headed back to my desk where the shirt I wore this morning was hanging and while not quite fully dry, would be more comfortable than the wet shirt and undershirt I was wearing.

But it was a WFMU t-shirt and since there are no t-shirts allowed during working hours I had to wear a company hoodie on top. That wasn’t so bad as it was not humid in the office and I do have a small desk fan that sometimes provided relief.

Despite all that, it was not a bad day. I was done with the majority of my tasks before noon and the rest of the day I sat and waited for the piecemeal work that would pop up from time to time.

I did meet a young man who had transitioned. I sort of knew that he did, there was an otherness to him. We had a good talk while he waited to see someone in the company. It seems that he does good work on behalf of unions and looked like he was in his early twenties, so he’ll have even more good work to do as he goes through life. I was more comfortable talking with him than I am with those in the same age group in my office. Liam Lynch is intelligent!

Bill is still out on the road and is supposed to come back tomorrow. He has the time frame all worked out, I know that it is always subject to change. I certainly can’t wait to see him. He’s been worried about me, what with the subject matter I posted the other day, the bleakness of it all. It got better but still he has hugs in his arsenal and wants to give them to me.

And I want those hugs.

Tomorrow being Friday means that those who can work from home, will work from home. And that would be the majority of the office staff. It’s almost like a holiday, I tell myself that it feels like a four day work week with Friday being something different. This could all go sideways so I suppose we’ll see how it went when I post again tomorrow.