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The King of Sheba

"Who do you think I am? The King of Sheba?"
-Joe Nelson Armijo

I am reading the National Bestseller by Abraham Verghese titled CUTTING FOR STONE. In the early pages of the book it is written that one could not accept the bloodlines of the Emperor, extending back to the Queen of Sheba and King Solomon.

The line about the Queen of Sheba made me recall my father, Joe Nelson Armijo.  Before dinner in the early 1970's he would sip his favorite glass of red wine and sometimes say, "Who do you think I am? The King of Sheba?"  I had completely forgotten until I read about the Queen of Sheba.  As a kid I didn't give it much thought.  I just thought my dad was getting a little too 'tipsy' on the wine.  I wondered NOW how he had heard or thought about the King of Sheba.

This encouraged me to research more about the King of Sheba and it seems it is 'King Solomon' who was the King of Sheba. Sheba is identified with Saba, a nation once spanning along the Red Sea, on the coasts of what today are Ethiopia and Yemen.  Some modern Arab academics place the queen not in Yemen, as did older Islamic sources, but rather as a ruler of a trading colony in Northwest Arabia.

I'll keep it relatively brief but here is what I learned about the King/Queen of Sheba:
The Queen of Sheba was a monarch of the ancient kingdom of Sheba and is referred to in Habeshan history, the Hebrew Bible, the New Testament, and the Qur'an.  There is no evidence of her existence outside the texts of these four sources.  The location of her historical kingdom is believed to be in Ethiopia.

According to the Hebrew Bible, the unnamed queen of the land of Sheba heard of the great wisdom of King Solomon of Israel and journeyed there with gifts of spices, gold, precious stones, and beautiful wood to test him with questions.

It is related further that the queen was awed by Solomon's great wisdom and wealth, and pronounced a blessing on Solomon's God.  Solomon reciprocated with gifts and "everything she desired."  Solomon offered to give her everything his kingdom had to offer except the "royal bounty."  Therefore, according to the Bible, "she turned and went to her country, she and her servants."  The queen apparently was quite rich, however, as she brought four and a half tons of gold with her to give to Solomon.

In the biblical passages which refer explicitly to the Queen of Sheba there is no hint of love or sexual attraction between Solomon and the Queen of Sheba.  The two are depicted merely as fellow monarchs engaged in the affairs of state.

The biblical text, Song of Solomon (Song of Songs), contains some references, which at various times, have been interpreted as referring to love between Solomon and the Queen of Sheba.  The young woman of the Song of Songs, however, continues to deny the romantic advances of her suitor, whom many commentators identify as King Solomon.

The story of the Queen of Sheba acquired special importance and impact in the Ethiopian tradition and history.  There she is referred to as Makeda and it is believed that she bore Solomon a son, who was the founder of the Ethiopian royal dynasty of emperors.

Twenty-five years ago today

January 15, 1986
Wednesday

I arrived at work in San Francisco by 7AM. It was a stressful and busy day. I handled it okay (I think). I would have worked up until 7PM but the pre-planned babysitting appointment for Ashley could not be overlooked.

PHOTO: 1986, Ashley Marie Armijo

 "Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you."
-Nathaniel Hawthorne
Ash was pretty well-behaved all the way around.

Steph Redding phoned me for a quick minute.

Chad telephoned as well.
"Thank you for that letter you sent me."
"Oh, I'm glad you got it. I had a two-hour talk with Larry…mostly good things."
I wondered what sort of good things as he did not elaborate.

John and Sherri returned home after seeing the movie "JAGGED EDGE" at about 11:30PM. That's when I walked my merry way home and went to bed.

I didn't make it to the gym (or do any aerobics). Tomorrow is make-up day!

He's Got To Help Me

"I love you Mary…but I love Desmond more."
-Mary and Max,
2009 Australian 'claymation' film

Twenty-five years ago today

January 14, 1986
Tuesday

I arrived at work by 8AM today. During my drive over the Oakland Bay Bridge I was dwelling on my jaguar convertible that I plan to purchase in 1987 (definitely?).

Work was drab. I had a lonely lunch in the cafeteria. After I ate I sat with Mary McTiernan and Sue Fisher in the lounge as they watched 'ALL MY CHILDREN', the soap-opera.
I whispered to Mary, "Chad says hi and he misses you."
Mary loved that. I could tell. Why am I jealous? I kind of like Mary, too. I hate her smoking habit. And yet, I like Chat a lot more…so I don't know.

I worked until 7PM with Cindy Chow, Margaret Lai and Earl Kirk.

I browsed a newspaper with the movie listings. Chad and I may go out this weekend. Funds are low but that won't stop me from having a good time. I only live once. Speaking of which…Emmalene of PacTel Info Systems wants to treat me to a drink at PIER 39 for giving her so many telephone equipment sales.

Chad reminded me about what Larry had told him.
"Yes, so Larry gave me three months to get OUT."
"What did you tell him?"
"Well, he asked if I was moving in with you or my folks."
I would love for him to move in with me but he's got to help me. I can't support hi. I won't allow it to be the same as it was with him and Larry (if that is the actual case—it must've been). Larry cooked. Larry gave him money and all sorts of stuff.

Pat Shikuzawa said yesterday, "My boyfriend is giving me one-hundred dollars a month while he's living with me. It helps but he really needs to move out and see what it's like to be on his own."

Chad has experienced being on his own. I think he needs to refresh his memory of it though.

I want to do aerobics exercise tonight since I'm home now (at 8:15PM). I want to sleep first…

I did sleep until I faintly heard the phone ring. It was Sherri.
Sherri asked, "Do you think you could babysit tomorrow night for Ashley?"
"Uh…"
"It's because John is taking me out for my birthday."
"It's no problem."
It will be nice to see Ashley. It's been a while and I like spending time with my niece.

I received an interesting poetic letter from Chad. I'm not sure what to make of it—except that I know he's concerned and wants our friendship (and then some) to especially work out. I believe our relationship will go over well if we both work on it during those tough times.

I wanted to do some aerobic exercise but my internal energy was at an all time low. I showered and chose to crawl under the covers. I plan to be at work at 7AM tomorrow morning anyway.

Back in New York for the funeral of Walter Yetnikoff's mother one chum told David Geffen after the service, "You know, David, of all of us you're the one who became the most successful."
"Yeah, but it doesn't mean anything when you're dead, Geffen said sadly, "I have nothing really. I have NO relationship, no family."
--Tom King
"The Operator: David Geffen Builds, Buys, and Sells the New Hollywood"
Steph Redding telephoned.
"IF you get a Jag, Michael, it has to be a stick shift."
I thought that IF I get a Jag it may not be for a couple of years since I am thinking that purchasing a house may be a better objective.

Desirable

In some places beauty is a trap, the most pleasing kind.  But if you give in, pursue the pleasure of the moment; you don't know what you may find.
-Robert Saviano
"Gommorah"

Twenty-five years ago today

January 13, 1986
Monday

As usual…this morning was a drag to get out of bed, knowing I had to report for work.

The morning office announcements included the fact that my tub mate, Carl Brooks, had his Job Transfer request accepted for February to go to IEC Marketing AT&T. Tim, another coworker, had his Job Transfer request accepted for March to ICSC Marketing. I am jealous; however, I am glad I am not going to either of those departments.

I had a very good sales reporting day once again. I remained at work until 7PM, too. Mary McTiernan was working overtime with me as well. I ended up driving her to her parked car.

When I arrived home I had no idea that my phone was actually unplugged. I ended up going to the gym. Rick was there and we exchanged a few words. He's a friend of Chad's. He is also becoming a closer friend to Larry (Chad's roommate).

Mark Landreth introduced himself to me. We shook hands. He's nice and he's a "plus plus".

Randy (one of the gym guys that I hadn't seen at the gym in quite a while) started talking to me.
"How are you doing?"
"Oh, pretty good, and you?"
"Ah right…I've been skiing, playing football a bit but I'm going to try and come back to the gym as a regular."
I hope I don't ever slack off when it comes to going to the gym. By next January 18, 1987 I will mark two years of 'gym going'. It will be my gym anniversary. I hope I have some real desirable improvements to show for it by then.

After the gym I washed a few clothes and made myself a lean cuisine dinner. At 10PM I was preparing to go to bed when I noticed that my phone was unplugged. I plugged it in and it immediately started to ring. It was Chad. I was so very happy that it was him.

"I've been trying to call you all night!"
Chad's statement made me feel good.
"I was at the gym…and that Mark guy introduced himself to me."
"Well, he was bound to talk to you if you stare long enough!"
I didn't reply to that but I don't think I make a habit of staring at Mark.
Chad continued, "I'm surprised that Mark introduced himself since he's basically a shy guy."
"Yeah, well," I said, hinting for a hopeful change of subject.
It's clear to me that I wonder about Mark. I think he is a desirable QBL (Questionable) with excellent stomach muscles. That's the extent of it though. There's 'no way'…

While talking to Chad my 'call waiting' signal beeped. It was Pat Shikuzawa, calling from Sacramento. I accepted her call. Pat and I attended college together. I was shocked to hear from her.
Pat said, "I got your picture of you on the fence that you sent me. You look heavier…like you filled-out a bit."

"Oh, I've been working out for a year," I said with a follow-up laugh.
"So, how are you?"
"Good, what's up with you?"
"Well, I'm living with a twenty year old guy who works at WINCHELL's."
"That's interesting."
"Yep, you should come up and visit."
"Yeah, that would be nice…but WHEN is the question. I am living alone in Alameda but some folks think I have a roommate named Chad…long story."
We spoke of work.
She said, "I'm starting to get some savings going. I want a new car."
I chose not to mention my future aspiration for a Jaguar with personalized plates like JAG1988 or 1988JAG or MYJAG or just plain JAGUAR.

It was nice to talk to Pat Shikuzawa again.

His instinct of a successful man had taught him long ago that, as a general rule, a reputation is built on manner as much as on achievement.
-Joseph Conrad
"The Secret Agent"

Room To Grow

One gains the MOST if one can sufficiently heighten the yield of pleasure from the sources of psychical (affecting or influenced by the human mind) and intellectual work.
-Sigmund Freud
"Civilization and its Discontents"

A few days ago my dear friend, Arlene Zapata, of the Chicago, Illinois area created a caricature of me.
Arlene is an Advertising/Marketing/Printing expert as well as a REIKI and 'reflexology' expert.  It made me smile when I saw her rendering of me.  I thought I'd share the cartoonish, younger version of 'me' here on my blog today:
PHOTO: Michael J Armijo 'character'


Twenty-five years ago today

January 12, 1986
Sunday

Chad and I were waking up at around 12:25PM in the afternoon! Narn (Chad's sister) prepared French toast, bacon and juice for us. What a sweetheart! The New Orleans versus Miami football game was on the television. We 'sort of' watched it as we ate our brunch.

Chad and I played a couple of SHUTTLE games. Chad won most of them. I didn't like the game (probably because I lost).

We left San Jose by 2:30PM that afternoon but we were scouting the area for a gym to visit. We both figured we could use the workout after the hearty breakfast. We found a Family Fitness Center but it wasn't appealing, so we just decided to leave the premises.

We returned to Castro Valley where we had some BBQ Beef bread packets, chunk chicken soup, Malibu chicken, noodles and (of course) a Diet-Coke. We watched "THE DEAD ZONE" movie. Larry, Chad's roommate, joined us for the screening.

I left Chad's pad by 8:30PM.

I stopped by mom's house for a quick visit. I soon left for my home to clean up. I munched on a banana and decided to go to bed when the phone rang. It was Chad.
"Wasn't it great last night?" Chad asked.
"Yeah, it was fun."
"You know, Larry told me he wants me OUT in three months from this date."
I didn't say much initially.
"Well, you know you are welcome to move-in here," I said sharply.
"Yeah, you know I really missed not being over at your place last Friday. I keep wondering when we will be able to see each other again."
After I hung up I thought how good it felt 'to be' and 'to feel' this way (right now) about him.

I slept until Steph Redding decided to call me to chat. After getting rid of her I hit the hay. Yawn.

Chad wrote this poetic letter dated January 12, 1986 (Perhaps after our telephone conversation on this very evening):

 
Mike:
Let's work slowly with each other and build a relationship that we both can enjoy being a part of.


Let's share love and understand that neither of us is perfect; we are both subject to human frailties.


Let's encourage each other to pursue our dreams, even when we're weary from trying.


Let's expect the best that we both have to give and still love when we fall short of our expectations…


Let's be friends and respect each other's individual personality and give one another room to grow.


Let's be candid with each other and point out strengths and weaknesses.


Let's understand each other's personal philosophy, even if we don't agree.


Let's be friends as well as lovers.

--Chad Mark Glen

"It's getting worse.  You're the center of my life."
-Laura
IN TREATMENT, TV Drama Series

Beyond Your Scope

"It sounds like you wanted to put this relationship into crisis. Why now?"
-actor Gabriel Byrne
"In Treatment" TV-Drama

Twenty-five years ago today

January 11, 1986
Saturday

I showered and straightened-up my pad. I got myself ready for a bike ride when 'out-of-the-blue' Chad telephoned.
Chad nonchalantly said, "I kept trying to call you last night."
"Oh, I wasn't aware that my phone was unplugged until this morning."
I neglected to disclose my true feelings of how angry I felt because he didn't come over anyway.
Silence came and went as Chad finally asked, "Can you come to Castro Valley today?"
"I will be home around two-thirty after my bike ride. I can probably go over then."
"Great because I need help finding a Birthday gift for my Dad, then I want to go to San Jose to my sister's house. I'd love for you to come too…if you want."

I ate breakfast at mom's house and then had a good two-hour bike excursion in and around Alameda. I needed to collect my thoughts.  I napped a good ten minutes, showered again and telephoned Chad.
"Okay, I'm on my way over."
"Great."

While driving I thought of the fiasco at my mom's house. It was her washing machine. All of the water was dispensing from it. Yikes! I saw the catastrophe (the wet carpet in the garage) and left.

It was nice to see Chad. I missed him last night. We went in 'his' car to New Park Mall. Chad was being a grumpy f—kin' asshole. I gave suggestions of what he could get his dad as a gift.
Chad blurted, "That would insult his intelligence! He's a doctor. It's just beyond your scope!"
I was pissed-off to say the least. He knew it, too.
Chad apologized. I hate his moodiness. It bugs the hell out of me. He tried to be pretty nice after that.  I began to appreciate his improved mood.

When we left the mall he noticed a dent in his car that he'd never noticed before. It bummed him out.
We headed south for San Jose. We were there before his folks arrived. We enjoyed appetizers. I began to wonder if Chad's kid brother suspected anything regarding 'us'.

Chad's folks arrived and were all too depressed after seeing "TWICE IN A LIFETIME", the Ann-Margret and Gene Hackman movie that I 'so much' wanted to see. I love Ann-Margret.
Chad's father exclaimed, "Oh, we didn't like the movie at all!"
They mainly didn't like it because Gene Hackman left his wife after thirty years of marriage for Ann-Margret. (?)

Later, Mr. Scillian (Chad's father) went on and on with a long, drawn out story about Gary. Gary is a twenty year old who attempted suicide a week or two ago because of a chronic skin disease that he's had for seven years.

Dinner was good. Chad eats too many damn SEE'S CANDIES though!

Chad and I helped with the dishes.  His folks and his kid brother, David, left after dinner.  Chad, Dave, Narn and I played Entertainment Tonight Trivia until 3:15AM!  It was fun and we all learned a few things.  Chad and I ended up staying the night at Dave and Narn's San Jose house. There was a spare bedroom with a water bed.  We ejaculated a few times.  It was fun, enjoyable, erotic, sensual and unforgettable.


He felt complete. The world was back in balance.
-Mary and Max,
2009 Australian film

Unplugged

"You can be much more alone with other people than you are by yourself.  It's hard to explain."
-Lucy Muir (actress Gene Tierney)
"The Ghost and Mrs. Muir"

Twenty-five years ago today

January 10, 1986
Friday

It's Friday.
"Michael, I'm going to write-up your Letter of Recommendation this weekend to attach to your transfer request," Stephanie Bautista announced.
I smiled, thinking that she should have already sent it off yesterday. I'll be patient. I still sent out a job inquiry cover letter and resume to IBM.

Steph Redding is going to look into ARMIJO HIGH SCHOOL in Fairfield, too. We may make a point of visiting there 'just for the fun of it'.

Teresa thanked me for the baby shower gift that I (mom) got for her. She really liked it.

My brother, Tony, and Judy will begin their first day of work in our office on Monday.

Margaret Lai and I enjoyed another lunch at B and M Chinese.  I love that place.  I can never decide between Tomato Beef Chow Mein or Chicken Noodle Chow Mein.

After work I went home and made arrangements to meet with Chad at 8PM (at the gym, of course).

I enjoyed dinner at mom's house and went to the gym after that light bite. Chad was already there. We 'sort of' worked out together. He wasn't in the mood for working out because he had already had a workout at Family Fitness earlier today. He left sometime between 9:30PM and 10PM while I was still cooling down on the Life Cycle.
Chad asked, "Hey Mike. Why don't we invite Tom to that party?"
Tom is some religious nerd who works out at our gym that I barely know.
I replied, "I'd rather not."
That was when Chad left abruptly, saying, "Bye!"

After my workout was complete I went home. I was surprised because Chad was not there! I expected him to be at my place. I was kind of pissed-off—but I just figured he'd show up soon. He never did appear. My telephone was unplugged (on-purpose). I figured—in my mind—that he'd gone out with that Tom guy…or something. I went to bed. Yawn.
He was only an arm lengths away but as distant as the moon.
-"Mary and Max"
(2009 Australian film)

I'm Only Human

"I need companionship and laughter...I suppose I need love."
-Lucy Muir, played by actress Gene Tierney
"The Ghost and Mrs. Muir",
1947 Motion-Picture

PHOTO: Michael J Armijo, February 1986

Twenty-five years ago today

January 9, 1986
Thursday

My paycheck has cleared via my negative checking account balance by now. I have a total of $3.00. Times are tough. Work was really busy again though.

Margaret Lai is taking a permanent lunch change (to noon) all of the time now. This will make it easier for her to be my recurring lunch and break partner. This is fine. I like Margaret Lai very much.

Ron Shelley telephoned me at almost 5PM today to invite me to Nancy's Birthday party.
Ron asked, "Why don't you bring Chad along?"
I may go. It's on January 24th, so it's a 'maybe'.

Dale Orlando's friend, Dennis (Robert's old ex-friend) called while at work. Unfortunately, I had to answer the phone. Yuck! He kept talking to me. I think he's a geek.

I plan to do aerobics tonight. I will need to do some errands like get air and gas for the car. I will stop by mom and dad's house for a while.  Mom says she has some tidbit baby items to give to Teresa (a gal at work who is having a baby shower tomorrow).  Mom saves the day with those sorts of gifts (for me) sometimes.
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PHOTO: Chad Mark Glen, February 1986

Well, I have a good sense of accomplishment. I did all of the aforementioned errands I wrote about earlier. I even managed to have dinner at mom's house. I watched the end of THE COLBY's TV Drama, too.


When I returned to my house I telephoned Chad. He seemed so preoccupied with something or another, so we didn't talk for very long.
Chad did say, "Give me a call tomorrow after work so we can meet up at the gym. You can leave a message on my recorder if I'm not around."


I need to buy Paloma a California T-shirt or something special.  I must write her.  I've put it off long enough.


At the gym, Mark Landreth, was there. I was kidding around with him.
"You shouldn't take so many breaks," I said.
Mark laughed.
He's a QBL (Questionable one) as far as I'm concerned. He's a very good-looking one, too.
Chad had told me that Mark had a crush on his sister, Narn, at one time.

PHOTO: Michael Armijo and Mark Landreth
Nov. 26, 1986, At Mark's San Lorenzo home before
going out to 'Le  Paradise' in Foster City, CA

I hate traffic situations. Thankfully, the music soothes me during gridlock.  I like HUMAN by The Human League. "I'm only human."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w_er72QbMpk

"I have a homework assignment for you. Go home and 'touch yourself'.  Live a little!"
-Vincent Cassel to Natalie Portman
"Black Swan",
2010 Motion-Picture

Mentally Drained

"I was young--but never foolish--inexperienced perhaps."
-actor, Rex Harrison
as Captain Daniel Gregg
"The Ghost and Mrs. Muir", 1947

Twenty-five years ago today

January 8, 1986
Wednesday

It has been so busy at work lately. I accepted seventy-two telephone calls today! I was mentally drained by the end of the day. And yet…I feel so broke financially.

I went home and napped for a while after my work day. I did telephone Chad when I woke up.
"I just wanted to tell you that I am heading to the gym now. I also wanted to say Happy Month-A-Versary."
I didn't think Chad would be up for going to the gym.

While at the gym I saw Rick and his friend. His friend gave me a "hello" greeting as well as a "goodbye".

And Mark (the other guy that Chad knows) also said, "Good bye".

I also saw Leonard Perillo. We talked pleasantly for a while as we both pounded away on the Lifecycle machines.

When I think of my financial situation I get depressed. I want to close my eyes and start again. In reality I know I am pretty well situated for a single twenty-six year old chap.

Cedric Green telephoned. He wants to get-together some time.
I gave him the usual: "Yeah, sure…we will go out soon."
It seems we never do make it happen though.

I meant to tape the latest episode of DYNASTY but it didn't air tonight anyway. There's so much commotion about this show these days.

My blemished chin has slowly recovered from its month-long period of anguish. It's grody-feeling when you feel like you look grody.

When I returned home from the gym I received a phone call from Chad. That was nice. I explained to him about my busy day.
I added some news of interest to Chad, "Oh, I heard that Sly Stallone and his wife were in San Francisco. They went to visit the 24-Hour Fitness by the Marina."
I heard this on the radio and it made me think of Chad. Chad had previously told me that Sly was "uncut" (uncircumcised). How on earth does he know that information?


I washed a few loads of laundry and then I hit the hay (after an ice-cream cone).

"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."-Albert Einstein

Whatever

Nobody could fight his way through here even with a message from a dead man.
But you sit at your window when evening falls and dream it to yourself.
-Franz Kafka
"An Imperial Message", a parable

Twenty-five years ago today

January 7, 1986
Tuesday

I worked from 7AM until 7PM. The bad news of the day was that Larry, my 2nd Line boss, gathered each section together in his office to inform us that only one person could submit a Job Transfer out of our office per month 'as time permits'. This will be enforced until requisitions get filled.
Larry announced, "We are currently short twelve people in our office."

The entire meeting threw me for a loop. I am now encouraged to look into other positions outside of the company. There must be a position for me at IBM, Digital Equipment, and RAND Info Systems for some sort of sales related positions.

I gave Steph my Job Transfer Request forms for Advertising Sales Rep. in San Jose, Los Angeles and San Francisco anyway. Who knows now when they'll be processed to move along?

I enjoyed another Chinese lunch with Margaret at B&M. She's been taking her lunch at noon just so we can go eat out together. We ran into Karyn Kossoff at lunchtime but not many words were exchanged.

There are sales incentive contests going on at the office. Margaret and I both want the United Artists Theater tickets.

I went home and received a call from Dale Orlando.
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"Our limo adventure was cancelled because word leaked to columnist Herb Caen. And if Caen badly publicized about it and related the July rate increase it would look really bad. So, it's all cancelled and will be replaced with who knows what."
"Whatever."

I did my thirty minutes of aerobics and washed clothes. It was domestic chores day. I wrote a brief cover letter and resume. Once I finished it the phone rang. It was Chad.
"I've been thinking of you," Chad said happily.
"Oh yeah?" I asked.
"Yeah," Chad continued, "I think it would be great if one supported another through school."
I had supported myself through two years of school, so I don't know what he was hinting about. He'd best think again. He needs to stand on his own two feet. I cannot and will not support him totally—if that's what he was joshing about.


We had a nice "miss you" session over the phone. I'm glad he reminded me that January 8th will be our two-month Anniversary. He made me smile.


I received a phone call from Steph Redding. And so what else is new? Guess who is working at CENTURY 21 now and wants me to attend one of their business meetings sometime.
"Steph, I'd love to sell real estate for a change of careers for more money…but there's risk."


It is now time for bed. Tomorrow is another 7AM start-off kind of day. This will total six hours of overtime for the week (for me) once the clock hits 8:30AM tomorrow.

"Yes, we're both in the right, and to keep us from being irrevocably aware of it, hadn't we better just go our separate ways home?"
-Franz Kafka
"Rejection"

Move Out

The RIGHT idea had the power to overcome a seemingly overwhelming challenge.
The power of an idea--this is itself an idea.
-Ray Kurzweil
"The Singularity Is Near"

Twenty-five years ago today

January 6, 1986
Monday

I am having some productive sales days. I worked until 7PM and then went to the gym. Chad met me there and we tried to work out together. It was hard since I had started before him. Chad was stressed out. He needed an excuse for his roommate, Larry Berlin.
"I just know Larry is going to tell me to move out tonight," Chad went on. "I have to think of something."
For lack of better words I said, "You know you are welcome to move in with me."

I went home and more or less went straight to bed. I read a little bit of my "Dracula" book that has the most amazing color illustrations.



One should always prepare for the future!
-Julia Child
"My Life in France"
My immediate plans were to report for work at 7AM tomorrow morning. I am going to be 'an overtime buff' until my financial debt subsides.

Margaret Lai gave me a neat picture of her and her son, Lance. It was taken at Christmastime.