Scaring Me

"Life has been your ART. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets."

-Oscar Wilde
THE PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY

Twenty-five years ago today:

January 17, 1987
Saturday

Mom and I went to Ole's Waffle Shop this morning. We bought some LOTTO tickets at the Alameda Drug Store 'just for fun'. She won five-dollars. I won 'ZERO'.

I went for about an-hour long bike ride. I couldn't hold out any longer. I had to RIDE with a cold or not.

I tried napping which worked. I napped. I love my sleeping time.

Bob Guild called me again. I was persuaded to drive over to Berkeley to see him. We ended up driving in to San Francisco where we ate at La Posada in Pacific Heights. It was his lunch treat. We actually had a good time.

While in The City I bought a new ERASURE cassette tape to listen to during the drive. Bob bought a COREY HART cassette tape. We did some window shopping and then I filled my car with gas. I suddenly noticed the temperature gauge of my car was "HOT".

Bob said, "You know…there's an anti-freeze odor."
When we arrived to Bob's place in Berkeley we added water to my radiator. That seemed to cool things down. I drove straight home after filling the car with water. Bob was scaring me with his panic-ridden tone about my car. He was making me feel so stressed.   I kept looking at my watch.  I just wanted to get home where I felt safe.
Bob spoke loudly, "You could burn your engine!"
Get a grip!

"He won't stop. He's got a genuine taste for it."
-1986 film,
MANHUNTER