The Beginnings - Part 143: IT'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT

"You must learn to live in the world as it is; however difficult that may be for you.”
-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel

Twenty-five years ago, November 23, 1987
My first full day and night in Las Vegas was fun with mom.    The balcony of our hotel room wasn't very big but I managed to set the timer of my camera to take a photo of the two of us.   The balcony had a great view of the Vegas strip.We went out on the town and had a great dinner.   The lights of this city are amazing.  They must have an out-of-hand electric bill.
The Beginnings – Part 143:  IT’S SOMETHING DIFFERENT 
Wednesday, November 23, 1983
It’s the last day of the work week because of the Thanksgiving Holiday.   Hurrah!  
I telephoned Paloma during one of my breaks while at work.
Paloma said, “My car is getting repaired today.”"Good for you to take care of it all right away.”  And then I asked curiously, “Are we still ON for a movie tonight?”   I supposed I shouldn’t have been surprised with her answer.
She answered nonchalantly, “I can’t.”
She didn’t even give me a reason.   I chose not to ask for one either.   I simply left it at that.
“Okay, I’ll talk to you later,” I replied and hung-up the receiver.
The only question now is where I will call her later or not.  

I did verify my Saturday night date with Nici Maurino.   She’s so excited about going to the Oakland Coliseum Ice Follies to see the smurfs.    That should be pretty ‘smurfy’.  Ha-ha.   It’s something different at least.
After work I ate some pumpkin pie and went to the MAGIC VIDEO store and selected three movies.   I decided to choose BAD BOYS, A LITTLE SEX and CREEPSHOW.    I watched BAD BOYS with mom and dad.   It was pretty good despite the gross booger in the string beans scene. 
I returned to my pad after watching BAD BOYS with my parents.   I discovered John and Sherri in the living room watching CREEPSHOW.
I went to bed and had a dream.   Strangely enough my dream was about Lea from Danville.   I like her…but what ever became of her?   As I write now that song by Tom Petty is playing called SHE’S A WOMAN IN LOVE.   I wonder if that is just a simple coincidence.   Could she be in love?Oh yes…Jim called while I was applying John’s video recorder.   He still wants to see me.   He wants to go out next month to see THE NUTCRACKER, so we made a tentative plan to do that.

At the end of the call Jim politely said, “Have a Happy Thanksgiving.”I thought he was being very nice.

“It doesn’t matter.   IT WAS ALL A LONG TIME AGO, as you say, and I don’t mean to rehearse old grievances.”-Paul Russell
THE UNREAL LIFE OF SERGEY NABOKOV, a novel