-Stendhal, a 19th-Century French writer
“The Red and the Black”
Twenty-five years ago today:
June 6, 1986
Friday
I have no plans on this Friday night—but Steve Green did ask, “What are you doing tonight?”
Tim O’Brien also called to ask, “What are you doing tonight?”
I would rather go out with Mark. We will see if I end up staying home—or what.
Actually, that Tim is an interesting chap. Maybe I will make time for him. I like him. He’s influential. Who knows? Opportunities could arise. He’s young—but he’s funny and interesting to just ‘rap with’.
My work day flew by. I had lunch with Judy and LaVerne at B&M Chinese. Margaret had a Pac Tel lunch to attend.
I didn’t even go for a bike ride along the beach as I’d intended. Instead, I ended up getting a call from Mike Miller. It was a nice, spontaneous call. We went off to Horatio’s in Berkeley for dinner together. We arrived at eight-thirty and weren’t seated until nine forty-five! It was worth it. Mike and I had a really good talk.
I actually revealed to Mike about my sperm donation a year or so ago. He seemed a bit surprised but he’s cool about it. I like Mike. We went to my house and watched TEEN WOLF. I wrote out a couple of cards (to Paloma in Spain and Ron in Palm Springs) as we watched the movie. I was feeling so tired that I ended up going upstairs to bed. I left Mike downstairs to watch the end of the flick.
The plan always seemed a touch unrealistic didn’t it?
-Revolutionary Road,
2008 motion-picture
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