Mark Landreth, shaving before a night out at The Vortex...
-Ashton Kutcher to Natalie Portman
in the 2011 romantic-comedy "No Strings Attached"
Twenty-five years ago today:
June 10, 1986
Tuesday
Work went along as any other day. Once again I checked with Pac Bell Directory for any openings (just like any other day). As it turns out, there are no current openings. I am told to keep checking daily.
I made a few calls to Ron Leoni. He received my card and photographs that I sent him recently.
Margaret and I took a lunch order out to-go and we ate at the park on top of Crocker Bank’s roof. That was pleasant. Margaret made an upsetting scene about the scheduling for the Pleasanton County Fair though. There’s going to be a Pacific Bell booth there and Margaret was all upset because she wasn’t paired with me ‘at the booth’. She got so riled up about it. Dale Orlando got on her case about it which created even more of a fiasco.
After work I went and took a nap. My brain needed rest.
Greg Manchevitz called and woke me.
“Hey Mike, do you want to go to a movie with me, Mike and Chris tonight?”
I felt groggy and answered, “I’m going to have to take a rain check this time because I had a hard day at work.”
Johnny Schaefer called from Los Angeles. We had a nice talk. He’s pretty cool. He’s going to drive up to the Bay Area for the last weekend of this month.
I went to the gym a little later than usual again. Phil and Sue were still working out together. Mark Landreth was sure to point out that fact.
Mark whispered, “You know they stayed late because she was waiting for you.”
I laughed it off. I actually worked out with Phil and Sue for a little while, too. Then I did my own workout routine.
When I arrived home I telephoned my cycling pal, Birda. She wasn’t at home. I tried calling Bonni Jayne but she wasn’t home either. I left messages for both of them.
I decided to call Johnny Schaefer. His line was busy.
I telephoned Steve Green.
Steve said, “Ric and George Jones are going to L.A. over 4th of July weekend.”
“Oh, how funny—I’ve wanted to see George for a while now.”
Steve misunderstood my statement and thought I wanted to be ‘set-up’ with George as a sort of matchmaking scheme. Give me a break!
“You know, Rick told me he saw you recently in San Mateo.”
“I told Rick that I was dating you.”
“You did?” I asked in a surprised tone.
“Yes, I did and Rick found it hard to believe.”
I found it hard to believe myself. Steve acts like a real child a lot of the time. He consulted Rick (Ric’s ex) about my party and how Sue Croce embarrassed him ‘and other nonsense stuff’. Steve seems to be a meddler and a gossip. I can tell that Ric Green and Steve Green are like two women only ‘with male genitals’.
PHOTO: December 23, 1986
Geeky self-portrait, wearing the SUNKIST half-shirt
gift received from Mark Landreth
Steve announced nonchalantly, “You know, Mark knows about you because Sue told ‘Rick and Mark’ that ‘Steve and Ric’ are ‘you know what’.
“I don’t know anything about that,” I retorted.
I believe that Steve is just putting hogwash in my mind. He’s having a party Thursday night. I may or ‘may not’ go to the party. Steve didn’t stay at my party for very long. I mentioned that fact to him as well.
I also stated, “Steve, I’m playing tour guide for a visitor this weekend.”
Steve didn’t ask any questions. I didn’t volunteer.
At least I went to Alpha-Beta for a few goodies. Mark Landreth seemed to be in a good mood when I called him. We talked about how ‘geeky’ Tim O’Brien was last Saturday night.
Mark also said, “And you know that girl, Tina, at the gym is such an airhead.”
I laughed. Mark makes me feel good to have a friend like him. He’s mellow in a lot of ways. I can tell he likes me—or else he wouldn’t be my friend. I guess that makes good sense.
A New York Times article about measuring happiness:
'They now say it's mostly a function of brain chemistry, genetics, but that certain conditions affect it, like having friends, and that money doesn't, in the long run.'
-Margaret Hawkins
"How We Got Barb Back"
0 kommentarer:
Skicka en kommentar