After Hours

"It's not that I don't trust--it's your private thoughts that give me qualms!" -Kathy Bates
"The Family That Preys" film

Twenty-five years ago today:

August 22, 1986
Friday

We arrived in New York City by midnight. We changed our clothes with intentions of going to THE PALLADIUM for a night out on the town. First, we made a brief visit to Cathy and Nancy Gallagher. Cathy has huge dogs!

THE PALLADIUM was huge. I found it pretty fun, too. We met up with Bob.  Bob is the "cocaine connection".  I had some (just a little).  We left and went to the BB (Boy's Bar). The BB was really "punk". I kind of enjoyed that though. It was really fun. I met some guy named Dan Andersen who was nice. I danced and was wasted. Who wouldn't be between the cocktails and the 'coke'?

Before I knew it the time was 6 o'clock in-the-morning. So, of course this meant that Ron, Bob and I were going to the 'AFTER HOURS' Club called TORY's. I felt OOP (Out Of Place) there for some reason. We were somehow able to get in to the VIP section. Bob kind of liked me (I think). We went to his place before TORY's. He has a PC (Personal Computer). Bob's apartment wasn't all that bad looking either. He entered my name on to his computer.
I thought, "That could be dangerous—given that he deals in cocaine—but life is too short to NOT have some excitement in one's life." Ha-ha.

TORY's was a weird and very dark bar. While we were in the VIP section there were a few that caught my eye. I sensed that I caught their eye, too.  Richard and some other guy (who gave us a free drink at THE PALLADIUM) were there with us for most of the night.  By nine o'clock in the morning we decided to go together to see the Statue of Liberty. Mind you…I didn't sleep ALL NIGHT!

The blond guy from THE PALLADIUM decided to NOT go with us at the last minute. It was simply me, Richard and Ron.

While waiting for the Circle Line Ferry boat I took a photo of Richard, resting on a park bench.  I also browsed the US Vietnam Veterans Memorial and found an ARMIJO from New Mexico listed name Ermilo T Armijo.  It made me wonder about him.   On May 4, 1985, Mayor Edward I. Koch dedicated The Vietnam Veterans Plaza in honor of the 250,000 men and women of New York City who served in the United States armed forces from 1964 to 1975, especially those 1,741 who died fighting the Vietnam War.

We took the Circle Line and found ourselves in the middle of a lot of tourists. It was fun. We took the subway back uptown after the tour. We 'sort of' fell asleep on the subway (which—believe me—is dirty and a sight for sore eyes). Yucky!
Ron went home and slept. I still felt a boost of energy and went to the Museum of Modern Art. I bought some T-shirts and some gold earrings for mom. Then it was time for me to go to bed. It was three o'clock in the afternoon but I knew I needed to snooze. I woke up at 7PM.

Ron and I went to dinner at a French Restaurant. We had Beaujolais Villages red wine. I remembered that Paloma had ordered some of that when I was in Paris. It was good with the meal. Ron and I walked along and I saw more of the Rockefeller Plaza area. There were sheik shops (luckily they were not opened). We stumbled over at the HARD ROCK Café and ate some Italian ice. Yummy…I love the cherry-pineapple. It was 11PM and we agreed that it was time to 'hit the hay'. I fell asleep quickly while some silly movie was playing. Yawn.

The most real of all splendors are not in outward things, they are within us.  A single secret of science is a realm of wonders to the man of learning.
-Honroe de Balzac
"Seraphita"