Lowenbrau

"As a betting man you must concede there is a certain thrill to it."
-An Ideal Husband
1999 motion-picture

Twenty-five years ago today:

September 5, 1986
Friday

"I love to sleep."
I remember Salima Nasardeen-Hamilton, a dear, former coworker, saying those exact words. I hate waking-up in the morning.

There are Spanish Telephone Premise Directory Sales positions opened in Los Angeles but it's not worth it. Besides that—my Spanish language skills need vast improvement. I understand that the most vacation time I would ever get is three weeks with only two paid floating holidays. That's 'the shits', considering next May 3rd I will have four weeks of paid vacation time with two paid floating holidays (not to mention the additional week I'd likely take off as sick time). It's not worth the transfer and expense to relocate to Los Angeles either.

After work I went to my gym in San Leandro. The nautilus equipment was slightly easier this time around. It's important to be consistent in my gym-going.

Once I returned home I received a call from Mike Miller.
"Hey Mike, what are you up to?"
"Oh well…I'm invited to a party tonight."
That ended that phone call. I wish I could have invited Mike but it wasn't my party.

Mark telephoned and arrived at my place at around 10PM. His brother, Phil, was with him. We all went to Cindy Ostegren's party. There were seventy percent "guys" at this party! We had a good time anyway. It's clear that Cindy only attracts guys and 'the girls' steer away from her. I enjoyed myself. We drank Lowenbrau beers. I had three of them under the stairwell. I did meet a girl named---'I forgot'. Oh well—she was a Computer Programmer for Hewlett-Packard.
Cindy peeped in on us and said, "I'll arrange a date for you provided I can accompany Mark."

I thought, "Oh boy—another double-date."

I wondered how tomorrow night's double-date turns out with Anne and Patty.

"To love one's self is the beginning of a lifelong romance."
-An Ideal Husband
1999 motion-picture