Dawson Berd has lost his AirPods. He spells his name Berd which I will have to correct when I get a chance…He seems a nice enough young man with handsome dreadlocks can’t really say much about them but he’s well-spoken and appreciated by taking his information.
No major names today, though there are a few people sitting around where are I usually have my perch at lunch time. I should have made a reservation, but I did it now. I lit up my mini cigar which either will offend somebody or be ignored by somebody either way is fine by me.
Short young women who probably weighs 90 lb might have been taken aback by the smell of the mini cigar. I just find my name but I don’t care.
So Mike has to come over tomorrow for a phone interview on Thursday which has to be a zoom call so we’ll see how that works out.
Last night I didn’t get to sleep at all no no. That was the name of a single that I had gotten perhaps illicitly in the 1970s by the 5th Dimension. Steven Mahrens might have been given money by his mom, and he spent his money on his friends, buying our friendship, which was for sale. We went to Modell’s, or would later become Two Guys, and I bought that record for some reason, and it’s true, last night I didn’t get to sleep at all no no.
I tossed and turned and did some things twice to no avail. Eventually I did get knocked out only to wake up with lovely Bill hovering over me to say goodbye and I had this look of horror on my face I’m sure like ‘why are you doing this to me I didn’t fall asleep until 3:00 and you just robbed me 10 minutes of sleep’.
He knew not of what he did and that was okay. Why should he know? He did ask if I was going to go to work since I was in such a state but somehow I rallied he made some very strong coffee that was struck enough that one sip did the trick to get me out of the apartment.
And then it was on the train back in the office drinking lots of coffee in the office.
It’s another very nice day with no humidity, bright and sunny blue skies with some clouds in my coffee.
Tonight I definitely hope to sleep better. I don’t know what to do but whatever I have to do I have to figure out what it is to do. I stopped drinking coffee already and the plan is to go to sleep fast but that never works so I guess I’ll find out when I’m lying horizontal on the bed.
That is about all I have for now all I can say all I can do well I can be. How about you?
Both Bill and I thought that the death of Malcolm Jamal Warner was reminiscent of The Sound of Her Wings episode from The Sandman, specifically when the young man dies while swimming and his wife is on the beach and they pull his body out and he’s pleading with death for one more second so he could tell his wife the passcode that was on his phone but death cannot let that happen where he is dead already.
Bevelyn Lampkin was a woman I worked with for a few weeks during the beginning of tail end of the pandemic. It was at AutoMat Kitchen, which was a novel concept but the timing was off. They had no idea, no choice really but to open a restaurant during a pandemic. I was there for a few months before jumping ship.
During those few months, Bevelyn was hired as a cook, with 3 other cooks. She had worked with 2 of those cooks, the Turkish brothers, previously but this time she alienated them and they walked off the job which forced the management to let Bevelyn go.
She had the idea before she hung up her apron to have me dressed the same as the kitchen staff. I balked, and she was visibly surprised. I knew they were having difficulty staying afloat during a pandemic, and this just seemed ludicrous to get matching black slacks and a red shrt to match what the kitchen staff wore. The kitchen staff, whom no one saw because they were in the kitchen away from everything else.
She was released, and I never thought I’d see her again until the other day. Why there she was, on TV with a doctor who was talking about an AIDS medication that only has to be taken once or maybe twice a year. I did not know Bevelyn had AIDS. It was a shock to hear and a shock to see her again…Bevelyn did seem healthy and happy, so that was nice.
I wish her well.
