-Joanne Harris
"CHOCOLAT"
I heard this song in Paris recently. It made me feel good. I guess it was playing because summer is here. Jammin' by Bob Marley...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffCmFDzaYyQ&playnext_from=TL&videos=uB_n3nhujZE
Lyrics:
Ooh, yeah! All right!
We're jammin':
I wanna jam it wid you.
We're jammin', jammin',
And I hope you like jammin', too.
Ain't no rules, ain't no vow, we can do it anyhow:
I'n'I will see you through,
'Cos every day we pay the price with a little sacrifice,
Jammin' till the jam is through.
We're jammin' -
To think that jammin' was a thing of the past;
We're jammin',
And I hope this jam is gonna last.
No bullet can stop us now, we neither beg nor we won't bow;
Neither can be bought nor sold.
We all defend the right; Jah - Jah children must unite:
Your life is worth much more than gold.
We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin')
And we're jammin' in the name of the Lord;
We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin'),
We're jammin' right straight from Yah.
Yeh! Holy Mount Zion;
Holy Mount Zion:
Jah sitteth in Mount Zion
And rules all creation.
Twenty-five years ago today:
July 18, 1985
Thursday
All right! It’s just now registering that I have all of next week off. Hurrah! I am so unsure about going ‘with’ Dale on the road trip to Los Angeles. I won’t be able to do my own thing. Then again maybe it’s good that we do go together for inspirational support. He did LOVE his Pillsbury Doughboy Cookie Jar (or so-he-said over the phone last night).
Dale and I watched the Wheel of Fortune at 10AM again this morning (during break time, in the break room). We also had lunch at ‘The Haven’ with Sue Leith tagging along. Dale seems to be moving from his old section (Pat’s) to Scott’s section. Sue is moving, too. “La Dee Dah”. There are a lot of human relations-type happenings, personality and value-conflicts that occur in our office. Dale may decide to become a Union Steward, beginning August 9th. That may—or may NOT—be such a good thing.
After work I telephoned Rachelle.
“Hi, are you going to the gym?”
“No, I just don’t feel like going tonight.”
“Ah, you’re just being lazy. It happens when you’re not doing a thing all day.”
She got pissed off when I said that. Oops. I loved it, though. When she gets mad now it’s almost a ‘turn-on’ (especially when it’s over such a trivial matter).
Oh! At 4:55PM Christi Williams (from the AIC) came over to my desk and asked me out for lunch tomorrow!
I said, “Okay, yes!”
It sounds like fun. I wouldn’t mind having an affair with her.
Mike Miller telephoned.
“Hey Mike, could you tell me about that Hawaii gym party again?”
I guess he decided he wanted to go. He stopped over my place and brought his wild n’ crazy friend from New Jersey, Greg Manischewitz, along. At first, we all watched the Wheel of Fortune on TV. Then we all went to the gym. It seemed to be really jammin’.
I saw Lorraine when I walked in and she started to ‘hang around’ me (and vice-versa). She’s really NMT (Not My Type) though. She’s nice and all. I just don’t have an all out gung-ho attraction. Then again, the more I see and talk with her the more I do feel an attraction. Her name is Lorraine Garcia. Yikes! Another Garcia.
Mike Miller and Greg Manischewitz liked my gym. They seemed to be having a really good time. Mike signed a contract and may very well be joining the Club. He’s going to the gym with me tomorrow. I think Greg may join the Club also but I didn’t see him sign a form of interest.
Afterwards, Mike, Greg and I went to SQUEEZER’S. Greg Manischewitz cracks me up. He showed off a list of ladies that he’s met while working at LUCKY’s Supermarket. All of the ones that had a STAR meant that he’d actually ‘laid’ them. He’s funny. I think I like him a lot. He has such an outgoing sort of nature about him. I’ve never met anyone like him.
“You know, my roommate, Marty, is moving out.”
Greg said, “I’d move in at three-hundred a month.”
“I’ll think about it,” I replied, thinking that $300 is better than ZERO.
We continued on to some hideaway World Airways Office to see Greg’s sister. We were delivering her a SQUEEZER’S cheeseburger, too. Then I was really surprised when Greg started to speak ‘Russian’ to his sister! He speaks it fluently. Impressive! He’s only lived in Alameda for five years now.
The three of us went to my house and I had a message on my answering machine from Lorraine Garcia.
“Hi Mike, its Lorraine. Could you call the gym when you get this message?”
I telephoned the gym but it was kind of rude now that I think about it. I mean, there was no urgency and Mike and Greg were still at my house.
I said, “Listen, can I call you back later?”
“Okay, sure.”
Greg and I have musical tastes in common. He likes “Make a Circuit With Me” by the Polecats and “Forever Young” by Alphaville. He’s so nice.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pVVeEQCsyg&playnext_from=TL&videos=o0lxqPmgxBQ
When Greg and Mike left I telephoned Rachelle.
“Oh, Hi, I was just on the phone with Art.”
“Oh, did you two end up going to lunch?”
“Yes, we had lunch today at Black Angus. He got a new truck and he gave me a kiss—but just a peck—before and after the date.”
“Oh yeah? Well, I bumped into Lorraine at the gym. I guess she knew about us.”
“She did?”
“Yeah, that’s what she said.”
There’s no way I would break-up with Rachelle for Lorraine. If I did break up with Rachelle it would be for other reasons. As a matter of fact (for grounds to break-up) I learned that Dale had done some more meddling.
Rachelle said, “I’m coming to San Francisco to see you for lunch tomorrow.”
I could tell that she knew—full well—that I had lunch plans with Christi Williams. Dale must have spilled the beans! He’s a tub of gossip. The creep! I should NOT go to L.A. with him!
Weeds and wheat cannot grow peacefully together. Any gardener could tell you the same thing.
-Joanne Harris
"CHOCOLAT"
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