Son Guy woke me at 8 a.m. this morning; it's been a long day. But much was accomplished at the old Miles and Irma(sic) Archer Memorial Information Center.
First, I helped Guy through some glitches in his laptop program. He was quite anxious, but as the day went on, he came to understand more and more, seemed to relax a lot.
Then, I called the Manager about our growing bathroom problem, which now dates back a month or so, when Guy fell in the tub and cracked his ribs. The bathroom went downhill from there, et cetera, et cetera, culminating in the light going out the other day. The manager was quite understanding. He asked me to write him an Email laying out the particulars I had described.
Then, I learned that Guy is going off tomorrow for three days in Pacifica with a couple of old school buddies. Because we are almost out of food and supplies, I wrote him a cheque on our bank in the City, and after buying goods, he had some pocket money for his trip.
Then, I called Walgreen's about putting our photos in the machine. When we get some money, Guy will go down and have the pictures put on a CD. I think we'll do a little editing first. [We had 154 photos!]
Then, I called BAMBO-BAMBO in Tulsa, and he was in fine form. I urged him to watch Fiona Banner's HEART OF DARKNESS and MAD MEN, if only for the little present at the end of the episode.
Then, Son Jason came to visit but stayed no time at all.
Meanwhile, I continued to feed my music into the machine -- over seven days' worth now, and a little more to go. In my Emails, I learned that Dolores had received the copy of LAST ORDERS, and had enjoyed it.
This evening, William visited again, a very nice chap. He was very worried because he had worked all day, helping a guy move, and when he went to the guy's place to be paid, he was not there. I don't know how many times I've seen that done. Some people are REAL BUMS!
Jason has just paid a second visit. It was just at the end of an encore of MAD MEN, and he was able to hear Nellie McKay do a brief original coda, of the kind which Mathew Weiner likes to end his episodes [going back to his creation of DEADWOOD].
Time to try the new jar of peanut butter.
After all those "then's," Macresarf1 would write no more this day.
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