It’s Sunday again. Nothing I could do about it. Presently writing while a documentary about Marijuana on the History Channel plays on. Perhaps they’re playing it because it is 4.20. I didn’t put that together until my sister told me about her latest hiking experience with a friend. Being that it was 4.20 there were celebrants congregating in the forest. Unfortunately they were being spied upon and hassled by the Coast Guard. Yes the Coast Guard flying overhead being wasteful with the fuel. Bunch of earthquakes going on underwater off the coast of Oregon and they’re hassling stoners in the woods.

Last night I met up with Roda and he and I went to see the play that Bill is currently stage managing, ‘From a Long Last Poem before Dying’. It was actually pretty good. Good acting and a decent script. Believable characters mainly. The protagonists are of the older crowd, getting up in years and dealing with terminal diseases. Still functioning, not bedridden. I could easily see Bill in one of two roles, though one of the roles was for a guitar player, but since Bill doesn’t play guitar that left it down to one. It was a lot more realistic than the last Bill I saw Bill in. Which I wrote about here, and where the author of the play found it and sent the link for my review, which by the way, was not favorable.

I forget to mention that the other day at work I saw Neil Simon walking into my building. Looking good and as well as could be expected for his age, which is 81. I guess the blonde woman with him was his wife Elaine Joyce. It’s actually the second time I’ve seen him. I think he’s actually stalking me.

This afternoon I watched Smithereens on cable. I hadn’t seen that in 26 years. I saw it a few times when it came out. Ultimately a downbeat movie, girl from NJ being rather obnoxious trying to catch a break in the downtown scene. It was strange to see all these places in Manhattan that aren’t there anymore. I guess it was right at the end of the decline and right before the Disneyfication of the city. It was certainly grimy then, and that was it’s charm. That’s when I wanted to live there, though soon after that found Hoboken to be a lot more comfortable and affordable.

It does fleetingly feature Chris Noth in drag as a prostitute. Very sad ending with Wren, the female protagonist, abandoned and homeless walking underneath the West Side Highway being offered a ride by a sleaze in a Chevy convertible. It ends in a freeze frame so it could go either way for annoying yet sad, Wren. Oops, that was a spoiler. It’s been 26 years since it came out and if you haven’t seen it, oh well.

Also watched a bit of Hannah and Her Sisters after that. That flew by. Still a great movie, having written about it before here I won’t do it again, though the car chase at the end is hilarious and nail biting! Phone call with Julio. Stine is quite hormonal and has been driving him crazy, hence a 35 minute phone call. Bill’s coming home tonight and Juan maybe stopping over before heading back to school. That’s about it.

Roda

Bill in his element