Michael Joe Armijo's Blog, page 139

Good, Clean Fun

More and more I have come to believe that what I must try to learn is to do only what I feel like doing on a given day.
-May Sarton
October 25, 1993
"At Eighty-Two: A Journal"

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 16, 1985
Saturday

Chad and I slept together fairly well. Chad showed me a number of photos of himself and his family. He also gave me a few of his photos. That was nice of him.

We got up, deciding to start our Saturday. Chad played the piano and sang me two songs as I ate a meal on a muffin that Larry had made for me. We sort of watched "The Voyagers", a syndicated show starring the handsome actor who had committed suicide, Jon-Erik Hexum.

By 2 o'clock in the afternoon Chad finally got his energy up. Maybe it was after the shower 'we' took. We left for my house with intentions of going on the planned bicycling excursion.

We got on the bikes and I gave Chad a tour of Alameda from East to West. He enjoyed it. I enjoyed his company, too. I guided him up to Park Street, up Central Avenue and via Grand Avenue and Webster Street and on through Shoreline Drive, and back to Harbor Bay Isle. It was fun despite his complaints about a high seat and my wobbly wheel.

We returned to my house and watched "The Collector". Then we had some 'GCF' (Good Clean Fun), showered and went to NATION'S Burgers to quench our hunger pains. A couple of "long-hairs" walked into the burger joint and asked us for a quarter. We just shrugged and ignored them.

I gave Chad his piano phone. He was quite surprised.
After Nations, we went to Gallagher's where my brother, John, was bartending. John made me a White-Russian while he made Chad a Long Island Iced-Tea. John placed it on his tab. That was nice of him. We also went to Scott's but Chad's friend was busy working. We left and returned to my house and watched 'Dreamscape' and 'A Little Sex'. Then we 'hit the hay'. Yawn.


The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves.
-Oscar Wilde
"The Picture of Dorian Gray"

Now is NOW

The transformation of natural man is into love.
The second transformation is to wisdom.
-Honroe de Balzac
"Seraphita"

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 15, 1985
Friday

It was my lowliest sales day in a long time. I only had one 'additional' white page listing sale. I had service committee crap to deal with, so that's my excuse. There's no need to mention the fact that my mind is not totally on my work these days.

I was at my gym this evening, searching for Chad. He wasn't there. No one was there…really (of any interest—that is). I arrived at 7:10PM and by 8:15PM I broke down and went over to the nearby phone booth and called Chad. He gave me some lame excuse (but understandable).
"Oh Mike, I've been so into school and I'm really not getting enough sleep."
"Oh, I can understand that."
"I did receive your cards. I really liked them."
"Oh good," I stated, deciding to acknowledge his tired words.
"Why don't you come over?"

I obliged. I was over at his house and Chad was sleeping on top of Larry's bed. I laid next to him as we half-watched an episode of MIAMI VICE as we slept (or at least shut our eyes). 

PHOTO: Miami Vice, 1985
Larry (Chad's forty-year old pilot roommate) arrived at about 11PM. He made us hot-chocolate. We played a little gin and the Board game called 'Masterpiece'. Larry's friend, Randy, also played the Board game. Randy is only about twenty-years old. I won with four and a half million dollars. Larry came in second place. Chad was third and Randy was last. By the time the 'Masterpiece' game was over it was way passed nightfall. All signs seemed to point to my spending the night there.

I think Larry asked Chad privately, "Is Michael spending the night?"
I walked-in during that whispered question session and things became very hush-hush. Chad told me that Larry did in fact ask if I was spending the night.
I learned from Chad that he'd said to Larry, "I don't think it's any of your business."
And then, it appeared to me as though Larry was crying (or his eyes were red). It beats me. Did Chad—in fact—have something going on with Larry? I just went on, acting like I was a visiting piece of the scenery. I am now curious as to whether they had MORE THAN a mere friendship in the past. I figured it doesn't really matter. Now is NOW.


"You're special.  Give yourself special treatment."
-as heard in the 1969 film
"Midnight Cowboy"

A Kind of Lonely Day

"I love making,  I love doing.  I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart."
— John Fowles
"The Collector", a novel

Twenty-five years ago today:

November 14, 1985
Thursday

I forgot my wallet today but that's okay. I need to call the bitch at FACCO International for debiting $110.00 on my VISA Card. Why do these things happen to me?

I enjoyed a 'health food sandwich' at lunchtime and sat over on Market Street, thinking of 'CMG'. The remarks made by him last night made me feel good.
Chad had said, "I'll be at the gym tonight."
However, there was no sign of him while I was there (from 7:10PM – 8:35PM). Finally, I went home. I made myself a lean cuisine dinner and went to bed.

I was wondering if Chad had received the other card I sent him. He didn't call. Then again he is going to school. He has reading and shitty homework to deal with. I can understand all of that.

I had to chop onions as soon as I arrived home today. It made me cry.

My toilet is making a recurring water-running noise. I can't take it anymore!

At least it was payday. The lady at the Credit Union telephoned and it looks like my $7000 loan is going to go through with flying colors. How exciting!

Today was a kind of lonely day. In a way I find these days to be good 'self-actualization' and 'study oneself' days. I'd say it was a fairly productive day.

My work out was pretty good. I'm glad it's going to be Friday again. I invited Chad over to watch 'The Collector', the 1965 film based on John Fowles 1963 classic novel. I also invited him to go cycling on Saturday. I hope he hasn't forgotten. He seemed anxious over the idea as if he had no other plans.
 
I'd have to say that Chad is my number one prime choice right now. He's fun to be with and he makes me smile. I like his smile. I received his piano-shaped phone per my order on Monday from 'The Price of His Toys' in Beverly Hills already. I am debating as to whether I should give it to him on December 16th (his birthday) or just plain NOW. Yes, maybe I will gift it now and set-up a dinner for his Birthday. That would be fun.

Here I am going on and on. I may need to yank on the brakes here. Yes, I'm going to reduce my speed of 65 MPH to 30 MPH over our situation. It'll be hard. He's the type that can easily get me to 85 MPH +++.


"Candy within reach...and then I have to go on a diet."
-Stieg Larsson
"The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo"