My New Leather Jacket

'She flashed her natural smile. The one Picasso dreamt of at night but never used because he couldn't paint a face beautiful enough to match.'
-Jason F Wright
"The Wednesday Letters"

Twenty-five years ago today:

September 12, 1985
Thursday

It’s almost noon and I think I will shower and stuff, then go to Paloma’s store. I may go to The Louvre museum thereafter.

Nope, I didn’t go to The Louvre.

Anne’s sister was nice enough to get me some batteries for my camera. I was able to take a few pictures. I hung out at Paloma’s workplace for most of the day. It wasn’t so bad. I felt bad for keeping her out so late the night before. It’s a good thing she had a large bottle of water to replenish herself.

PHOTO: Michael J Armijo
in his new Paris leather jacket

After Paloma’s work day we went to an American Restaurant. That was fun, too. I liked it. I saw some boots I wanted through a closed store window. I thought the boots would match my new leather jacket.

Paloma and I escaped to a movie after dinner. We saw the new James Bond flick, “A View to A Kill”.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IMPoNQXiV_8&feature=related
There were scenes in Paris and San Francisco, so it was extra special for us both. We really enjoyed it.

Sexual pleasure is not a direct sensory experience, it's akin to an emotion. It's a sensation generated in your brain, which is reflecting on what you're doing and thinking, just like the sensation of humor or anger.
-Ray Kurzweil
"The Singularity Is Near"