Well this is odd and this is nice. It’s 6:30 and I’m home already. I still have a job and I left work feeling satisfied, not beaten down.

I was able to book Vivek, Sanjay and Dozy hotel rooms in Pensacola. I guess they won’t be around tomorrow. Dave Dee, Mick and Tisch were unavailable.

Last night was a nice night overall. I met up with Gazi in front of the Public Library on Fifth Avenue, then we caught up with Robert. Robert used to be our supervisor. It was funny and quite like old times, riding the train with those two as they continuously sniped at each other, all in a joking way.

We got off the train somewhere in Queens and walked over to Gazi’s house where his wife and 3 kids were waiting to say hello.

We didn’t stay, just said hello and hopped in Gazi’s car and drove out to Manhasset, Long Island. More sniping between Gazi in the front seat and Robert in the back seat.

We got to the funeral home and saw Barbara who was and still is the compliance officer for the former Wanker Bankers, aka Putnam Lovell NBF. She was happy to see us.

Her father was 83 years old and was living with Barbara. She took him everywhere, last trip being only three weeks ago, a trip to Northern Ireland.

Other former co-workers were there, Vinnie, Brenda and Barry. Nice to see all of them. Brenda and I still keep in touch and occasionally go out for drinks after work, weather permitting. Wemingled and chatted with other mourners.

Robert was distressed that we were all getting together for a funeral. I mentioned that’s how it is when you get older.

You only see some old friends at weddings and funerals. The ride back was pleasant. I think Robert and Gazi ran out of ammunition so the sniping had ceased.

We all agreed that jobs where you actually like your co-workers and enjoy doing things with them out of the office. That’s how it was when I worked for Murdoch Magazines.

Harpy, Pedro, Excer, Ann Boyles, Meghan Taylor, Catherine Cloud, Steve Saporito, Jon Fried and a few others all had good times in and out of the office together.

I still see some of the Murdoch crew from time to time, mainly I’m in contact with Harpy and Pedro.

Robert, Gazi, Vinnie and Brenda all made plans to get together soon and have some drinks after work next month, Barbara too. I was home by 10:00 last night, Bill showed up a little after that. He had an AFTRA meeting.

He was soon in bed with his sleep apnea mask on and I was soon next to him sawing wood.

I woke up dehydrated for some reason with an intense headache. I drank a lot of juice ad water and took two Advil. I was on the bus a little while after that.

I was distressed to find some of my trousers are worn in the crotch area so I have to take them to the tailor to get them mended. Nice suits too. I’m wary.

Three sets of trousers, all in the same spot. I did someresearch and found the tailor directly around the block from me, they do good work, but are shady in their pricing.

I’ll take mine to the dry cleaner and have the tailor there take care of one pair. If he does a good job, then I’ll bring the others.

One of the trousers is from a Hugo Boss suit that I got at a bargain a few years ago. I still have a swatch of the pinstriped material that I suppose he would have to use as a patch.

Luckily any sewing seams with be invisible to the eyes of others but will be noticeable to me.

When I got home tonight I saw Stine parking cars. She lucked out, two spots right after another a few doors down from the building. Alexander was fast asleep in the back baby seat.

He woke up his groggy self, still so adorable, even more so when sleeping. He is really looking like Julio more and more, the poor kid.

I was able to help her out with some bags as she carried the handsome lad up the stairs.

Stine mentioned that Alexander said his first words on Mother’s Day. Dada.

Off to see The Ludes and tell them Dave McKenzie says ‘Hello!’