B.B. and Z.B.

Love was a rare thing, easily confused with a million other things.
-Junot Diaz
THE BRIEF WONDROUS LIFE OF OSCAR WAO

Twenty-five years ago today:

March 18, 1987
Wednesday

My boss, Steve Adams, observed "one" incoming call with me today.

He said, "You need to practice on controlling the customer more. And you need to let them know that you're making a courtesy call to them."
I just listened and felt good as I was my brain thought, "You're such an asshole!"


Jeff Sombat telephoned from Oahu, Hawaii. He seems to be doing well, working a lot.

Jeff announced happily, "Yeah, I had another B-52 about a week ago."
I laughed and said, "That is such a strong drink.  I'll never forget it!  I could have used one today."

I rode my bike after work for forty-five minutes. The exhilaration and freedom with the wind felt so good.

I telephoned Eileen during my lunch hour.

I had a vivid dream about Eileen and a marriage. We had two boys named "BeeBee" and "ZeeBee". How strange is that? Maybe they were initials for B.B. and Z.B.   Were they twins?  It must have been a futuristic family dream.  I think we were living on MARS.  It may have possibly been in another life. Who knows?

I didn't bother going to the gym tonight. Instead, I went over to visit with my Dad. Unfortunately, he wasn't home. I bet he went to visit one of his half-sisters (Julia or Nellie).

I showered back at my place and watched tonight's episode of DYNASTY. I decided to 'hit the hay' early. I was in bed by ten o'clock. Yawn.

"When we look at the stars we see our past."
-The Sky We Were Born Under
2011 Brazilian film