Sat Mar 24.17 bed morning
Vivid dream of memorial, wandering around, many unknown faces, average old
small mansion, halfway through change into my black shirt after
wandering around for a bit shirtless, pissed in clogged toilet with
turds floating (I hear old women outside door saying someone is
probably using the toilet even tho it's clogged), picked up plunger
but toilet drained out before I could use it, looking for Donnette
but don't see her, heading into chapel, see Shelley looking worried
(?) in aisle of her bookstore set-up, into large modern cathedral
high ceiling, pews, piano, large stained glass wall in back wall
throwing colors into room - choose a seat in middle, stained glass
rose like a lifted window letting white light shine through - then I
Huh - bed ~10:30 - wake ~7:30 - get to memorial ~9:30.
Fri after work, big load of laundry, Whole Foods for Mideast salad
bad, sushi, eggs, berries.
And here we go. It's going to be great. Helpful. Sad. Okay to be sad and
cry. Do it for Gil. Keep Gil in mind. And Stacey. An as necessary
have a smoke. Don't drink too much. Don't drink at all if I want to
stay happy and cool. Really. Gil would want that. Gil would want me
to be relaxed and happy - he knows how I get in crowds - nervous,
flustered, over-stimulated, inappropriate - be the Man Gil would
have wanted me to me.
Bunch of musicians there and their attention-needing egos. Also Stacey's &
Gil's family and friends. It is about them. Be there for them. Gil's
gone. It's not for Gil. Do it - be at my best - for myself,
and for his loved one.
Wed Mar 22.17 nm
'Healing', return to normalcy continues - Mendo weekend meditation on Gil
by ocean, being in-body by ocean/sky/land helped get centered in
life - less reaching out/erotic art shares by IM to fb lady friends
JAA said happy bday, but otherwise silent for months post-intimate 8mm
movie still shares. Whatever.
Filled out paperwork/sent in PDFs for Siouxie donation - pick up
After work: WF Mideast salad bar, cognac, bananas. Ate big salad 8:30 -
Gil memorial boards done, tapes together - remember to bring disco band
frame Rhapsody pic, tape, extra 5x7s, double sided tape.
Stacey send list of needed things, Kate/Joe taking care of list, family
friends helping set up Sat morning. As Stacey said, I've
already done my share with $$/GFM/photos - so I can relax. Good. I
tend towards overstimulation - do what it takes to chill. Take
breaks, smoke cigarettes, maybe a drink or two. It's not about me -
I'm not going to be called out/attacked - grief, lost friendships,
lost love is spread wide - I'm not in any way spot lit, or suffering
more than anyone else. We all loved him. So love and grieve together
as an equal group. Got it? Got it.
Anyone asks - I'm okay - thanks for asking. Don't try to actually answer,
because there is no answer. I don't know how I feel.
The anticipation stress is not bad; there's minor anxiety - don't blow it
up into something it's not - out of 150+ people who will be there
there's maybe 2 who I am not comfortable around - there's plenty of
It will be fine. Everything will be fine. Expect tears. Expect it will be
good to see everyone. Expect a lot of love and sympathy. Give and
accept support. Smile. It will go great. I'm peripheral, where I'm
comfortable. I got plenty of attention I need for day in
emergency room, donation to medical costs, GoFundMe, etc. Remember
that. People who matter already know. It's done. It doesn't need to
be mentioned. I was in GFM spotlight for a while, and comfortable
with that because it was a duty - had to be done. I did not enjoy
basking in spotlight. Barely aware of it. But that's real attention/
appreciation. That hole/need is filled. I can let it go. I needn't
worry about drawing attention to myself, because I had enough. Relax
and be loving as possible. Gil would have wanted that.
Acknowledge my introversion and take occasional
breaks. Eat food.
In early to work for 3hrs/day training new hire - good to' sleep in'
Call Mom today - weekend will be busy.
Anything else? Getting stuff done - packages mailed, Siouxie
donated, taxes sent in, WV plane tickets/car rental
done - need to get Pgh hotel for flight day evening. Stopped nightly
snacks & cigarettes - glad they did not become habitual/was so
clearly Gil related. I'm sipping alcohol in evenings, but so far not
overdoing it, and that will likely also drop away.
So yeah - body aches almost entirely over - looking forward to seeing L on
WEF weekend, however it goes. Not looking forward to flying/being
away from home, but looking forward to seeing Mom/sisters in WV,
visiting beautiful WV. Seeing the old neighborhoods is enjoyable and
wild, adult amusement park, my dreams in real life. Contact
Bodkins to drop in for an hour and say hi.
I think that's it.
Reading wiki etc articles - starting Chandler's Lady In The lake today.
Life is good.
Pre-memorial anxiousness is normal and fine, because I know event itself
will go smoothly. To extent I want special attention for my
friendship with Gil, there will be 100+ other people who had special
relationships, brother, sister, wife, bandmates, etc. Let us all
share our grief and good-byes together, and support each other.
LMI seems to have phone fixed, but wifi/landline to laptop signal weak,
cutting in/out, very weak when it is there at all. Call tolet them
Tue Mar 21.17 home 8:33pm
In early m-w to train new hire, another 2hr train this afternoon - I'm
getting good feedback from trainees, saying this is very valuable,
excited about tips etc.; new global HR guy working for Steven T -
good people to impress, plus I dig it, hearing that I'm
Got some things done: Called WEF hotel to confirm room, booked flights/car
rental for WV visit, taped pics to boards for Gil's memorial - got
paperwork to donate Siouxie, set up VM on phone - I think, - looking
into texting - seems like I have 3 diff options and they may
conflict - urgh. Landline seems to work now, but no internet - call
tomorrow. Called Sooz tonight, got through but they were in middle
of negotiating house sale so quick hi/goodbye. Finished Chandler's
Farewell, My Lovely - great stuff!
Bday cards from Mom, Shirley & Lo.
I miss mornings free, but dig getting of with daylight. Dropped by
dispensary to see about Mendo-style hi-CBD painkiller - nope. Body
feeling much better - weakness in loins/knees almost absent, left
arm mainly fine with minor flare-ups.
Get hotel by airport for Pgh visit.
Donate Siouxie before WV trip!
Train trip weekend after next - after memorial. It'll be fine. No one is
going to target me. I am not a bad guy. Plus, people know he & I
were close, so they aren't presumably going to go after me. Note my
timidity - I assume I hold high place in some peoples' animosity -
but aside from Shelley, & maybe Kristine, there's no reason to think
so. Many of the people I will be glad to see. People will be wanting
to tell funny stories, it will be about Gil, not me. So fucking
relax, do it for Gil & Stacey, leave myself out of it. Our
individual feelings for Gil are personal, no need to share.
He's gone for good, now we get on with the rest of our lives, we care for
Life is good.
Last night got high, watched slo-mo Mendo headlands videos - visually
lovely but mentally boring - my mind leans towards self-analysis to
kill time. Ugh.
Hey - and - take a break from sending erotica to friends - mainly let's
say it - lady friends. It's cool - an occasional break may keep it
from becoming habitual momentum on my side, boring on theirs. Just
Sun Mar 19.17 hm bed 8:55pm
Feel good considering I don't think I slept well Sat pm(?) - sleep
~10? Wake ~5, snooze till 7'ish, smoothie, cinnamon roll, shower -
hotel 'breakfast' coffee - MacKerricher ~9 - foggy, road washed out,
walk from lake lot, under overpass, pine grove path - not the same
without sun, but fresh air, sound of ocean, birds - maybe I'm just
not in escapist youthful forests places for drugs, partying,
privacy, sex - memories - time for duty -
Getting clarity about Gil - for one, I'm/I was more upset than I
realized(?), stress of months of illness - and to think I had only
the tiniest taste of what Stacey (and Mom, etc.) went through. Still
- stress was the norm, and now I'm coming back into my body and my
life, which is good. He's gone.
My life now.
Anyway - it was beautiful fog lakes - headlands coffee shop for breakfast
burrito hit spot, coffee to go, stop in Northcoast gallery but
nothing caught my eye - sole fell off left boot but there was
another beneath it - re-soled! Clever! Mendo headlands, low tide but
splashy, cool birds - lv town ~12:30. Cruise control is my friend,
and light traffic - got some sunlight in Boonville, stopped for
coffee I didn't need, wanted to sit, chill, check laptop - SR ~3:15
- drive around checking for appealing food, JoJo's sushi, we had
soup and appetizers, 1.5 sakes - that worked - Eric had done 10miles
in Pt Reyes Sat - glad to hear he got out.
Book store for Elmore Leonard, Chandler - got him Hammett collection with
Thin Man. Went through hi-CBD pain killer flower and pills. Cruise
control home @70 - not having speedometer in Siouxie, took more
effort, this is good.
K - I'm good at training - I do the extras: West Coast photos, facepages,
video editing, templates, events, lunchtime mtg photos - yet no
raise? Seriously Robert - stop giving 100% - 95% is enough at 63,
where to cut back? Just slow down. Take care of myself. I'm a gold.
An institution. And a damn good worker. Bam!
Buff said LMI guy came by. AT&T screwed up, still no connection.
Nasturtium crowding sidewalk, need to cut back. Large spiky plant in
front too big, but beginning to flower - wait till it done before
cutting back. Yard is going to explode after all the rain.
Last weekend: Sonoma loop/backroads, Olampoli. This weekend Mendo/Bragg.
Good. Sat meditating on Gil was heavy, necessary, helpful.
Sat Mar 18.17 Bragg hotel bday weekend
Stop by Eel River, must've flooded, large tree debris - on coast stop at
first pullover/trail, walk out onto peninsula, sit, meditate on Gil,
cleans negativity from my body & mind, get clear - let go - it was
wonderful, it is past - take care of the living. Sushi in car, some
rain - never very hard, steady into Mendo love Cammie - what a
Dispensary with knowledgably but pushy young women - get low-thc &
moderate THC, two types of CBD edibles - tried hi-CBD and may have
helped with arm/joint aches - pics/videos of headlands churn - walk
south - some whale spouts - visit several galleries, corner science
store - buy decent binoculars ~$140.
All day feeling a bit weak, stomach not right - combination of rough
sleep, busy work, general stress and no doubt Gil's dying; hard to
pinpoint where that pain is, but some concern that body aches
indicate I'm holding some of it in - trying to be strong - better to
have a good cry sometime.
Hang in car at headlands just watching overcast glaring sun ocean -
enjoying sound, relaxing - eating food I brought. Talking to phone,
asking when sun sets, if certain sleep-aid drugs are addictive -
damn. Cool. ~5 head to Bragg, easy check in, room near where I
almost always am - which I dig.
Redwoods college parking lot - total cloud-over - doesn't matter - this is
about some quiet alone time for me in a place I love and know.
Bought a plate to eat salad bar and combs. Also mendo buffet and
mini-chocolate cake. :-D
Good day I didn't - don't - want to end - parts of mind never woke up, but
with good food, fresh air, relaxed attitude, focus, it was all okay
- I was/a, present enough to feel fulfilled.
Throughout day, IM's/shared pics with K, Lo - Nan's daughter etc. Need to
check in w/Eric about tomorrow.
Took a stronger edible indica pill, set timer for 70mins.
Phone frees me from running to wifi cafe's throughout day to check in,
upload photos, get information and such. That's very cool - huh.
8:32pm - tomorrow bday - 63 - 2 more to go, if I want. But maybe never
retire if I'm enjoying my life/job etc? Figure visit MacKerricher in
morning, gallery with ceramicist I like, headlands, then sushi
w/Eric. The usual. Or - something else.
Happy birthday to me! :-)
Sat Mar 18.17 Boonville cafe
Overcast, sposed to rain on coast - but want drive, trip, locale, alone
time, yes - this trip - like a driven labyrinth - settles my mind -
beautiful - sunshine would be preferable, but up to me to bring my
Busy work continues, next week train new dept hire, get loaned cam
Fri called Mom from work; after: cinnamon roll on Market, pick up
memorial photos, call Sooz leave msg, sip Amaretto, Shattuck art
store on Shattuck black foam core/double-sided tape, BerkBowl
sushi/soup, @home small beach pebbles into Robin's glass jar to fill
settled pebbles space, larger pebbles into yard - DJ asks me in for
corned beef/cabbage - have to say yes to that! - yummy good! Brandy
- give them 1/3 bottle Amaretto - too sweet for me - fun chat, DJ's
hair looks good short.
Rough sleep - restless locked brain - nothing to do, but think I slept
some, up at 6am alarm, 3-egg smoothie, shower wash/hair, pack
clothes/toiletries/food/electronics - to car in on trip. No Nomad.
80 @7:02am - 70mph up 101 - Boonville ~7:05 - cappuccino/muffin -
posted to fb on phone.
The phone addiction. Consider it.
Last minute $100 Bragg hotel last night - whale fest this weekend. Had a
list - memorial supplies, call Mom/Sooz/groceries etc and got it all
done. List on dry/erase at home, got all that done. Cool. Works.
Use the facilities here then hit road to coast. Nice. Relaxing.
1/2 box of WF sushi on way up helped some, coffee & muffin helped more,
body pains mostly gone, some knee/hip tenderness, left elbow still
tender/weak/painful sometimes - but I've had other body pains over
years, they go away. Cammie much easier to drive, power steering a
breeze, lots of cruise control on highway, made trip a pleasure.
Back on flossing - eating good food make morning digestive a breeze.
Okay - now - drive - redwoods -
Thu Mar 16.17 II home 8:30pm
IM'ing w/K today, about Gil & everything - she noted, during days around
Gil's death: "You took care of registration, Stacey, me, Gil" that
was nice to hear - also leaking roof, Sooz leaving, accepting Cammie
from Sooz - I was saying how it felt good to be taking care of
day-to-day tasks again, bills, eating right, AARP - specifically
donating Siouxie to Planned Parenthood - called today; they're
mailing me paper work.
Heard from LMI, still no phone signal tonight - sigh.
Sent pics to Wal-Mart, called art supplies place - they have 20x30 black
Groceries after work - WF, including Amaretto - very sweet - agh!
Re-typed to-do list at work, 2 trainings coming up, plus starting to train
new guy mornings next week.
Weird Hawaiian tendril flower blossoming in front yard.
Lindy IM'd says wants to talk. Talk? On phone? Okay.
People at the memorial will be there for their own purposes - I have
nothing to do with them, very few are in my day-to-day life - in
fact - none. All connected long in the past. Brings up old feelings,
many not good. We were young, arrogant, assholes. Let it go. That
can lead to reaction of bitterness and isolation. My friendship with
Gil is my own, and theirs' is their own. No heavy talk. Bring a pack
of cigarettes. Cry if I need to. Ni displays. Nothing will come of
it - no reconnections, no renewed friendships, no breakthroughs. Let
it be - let any feelings of comfort, like oh there may be an opening
flourish after fact - not during. Do it for Gil. Do it for Stacey.
Not for me. Shit, I was there for the last few years, months, weeks,
days, hours, minutes - he was fucking conscious. He knew he was
I'm feeling better already about it - everyone will be a little freaked
out - on our best behavior -
- by time it rolls around I'll probably be fine. Help with set-up. Enjoy
music. Take a few photos. Say hi to whomever. Keep it light.
It feels like a big deal - but - well, we'll see. It's not as big a deal
as being in the room with him. So I don't expect a bunch of closure.
That's what I'm trying to say.
Call LMI about phone/Internet not working
Art supply store
Scan pics and send them and photo files to lab for blow-ups.
Call donation place for Siouxie/Planned Parenthood
All while working full-time on huge 239pg job.
Ate at GreenBar fruit, veggies, fish.
Reading Farewell, My lovely
Downloaded/printed Perelman parody
Downloaded Verison phone manual
Saw in booklet that came with phone instructions for setting up voicemail
Yeah yeah yeah. Quite a bit actually.
Get tickets and car for WV. It's ~5 weeks away.
Thu Mar 16.17 nm
Work remains busy - scanned Gils disco band Rhapsody's pic - came out of
frame fine - copy for Pat. Still need to scan 4 pics, then choose
~40, send to Walmart on corner for 5x7s. 20-30" black foamcore
Friday after work.
Wed night cheese/bread, divvied up paperwork - file tax papers,
collect car papers for Siouxie donation - I realize I don't want to
let her go -sentimentally attached, but must do it - I'm good
with Cammie now.
AARP papers to look through - plane & car discounts? Look into it. Why not
- make it part of everyday discounts - time will come if I live long
enough it may become the norm - like getting used to phone - backed
it up into Google, if phone lost can download into new one -
Downloaded phone manual -
- for all I know I'll be in the cottage, at Bain for next 5 years. If I
retire at 65 (in 2 years) I could work part-time & collect SS, too,
Missed Xoxo's Sooz/Me account rollover - call Sooz to work out what's
K suffering, troubled, freaked, about house, court, etc. :-( Xoxo's hair
growing back after being shaved for lice.
Yest Stacey needed better hi-res of Gil portrait, found it in
backup - scanned at work - backed up in somewhat organized backup
Don't talk about it - don't drag it into every conversation - ultimate
world question is not "How is Robert doing?" - Robert
is alive and well - no complaints - my friends need my time focus
energy love - bring it -
Farewell My, Lovely is fun as hell - still thinking, send Gil
prints in today, foam core Fri - maybe get pics back
Fri? - I can start laying them out, do a relaxing Bragg
overnight, sushi w/Eric on way home. I could do with an Bragg
overnight. Esp this time of whale year. Get hotel in advance!
Phone woke me up again ~2am - some snort sound - took 1 hoit and back to
sleep okay. Sex dream about Lo.
I think I woke yest morning from dream of trip with Gil & Shelley(?), But
I got ahead and was on train (?) alone when woke up - still , pretty
sure it was a Gil dream.
Talked to phone last night - asked how to get to Starry Plough, then show
map and tell me how - also set alarm last night with voice commend -
this could become addictive - feels real natural. Becomes a game of
tag to keep battery charged.
Wed Mar 15.17 nm
Thing about last weekend - it felt like first time - sure there'll be lots
of firsts upcoming - that I went out doing my normal self-healing
this is who I really am Robert things - driving Russian River loop
Guerneville but more important time by ocean, walk in surf - and
Olampoli woods shadows scent of Bay leaves earth creeks - knowing
Gil is gone, things I wanted to share with him and mostly did -
Olampoli, Rancho Nicasio music - we never did do Salt Point, but
that's a long pain in ass drive drive, esp. after bone cancer
diagnosis - and he saw plenty of photos -
All shared photos, of him, my trips, he enjoyed so much - that was a fun
thing with Gil & Scott both.
This last weekend I felt something for the first time - my life without
Gil - life with certainty of death unavoidable - my life has been
easy, but lots of time spent avoiding that awareness - whereas so
many friends and family - Dad, Mom, Gil, Eric, Karen - have known
death long ago, early in life. Did that give them an edge of sad
kindness, forgiveness, not getting caught up in pettiness? Will I
The thing about the weekend - is how serious it felt - and how after,
lately I've been IM'ing with fb friends, mostly cool - some flirty
vibe - flirty like giggle about sexual stuff - , sharing/discussing
erotic art - after weekend desire for that outreach/contact
disappeared. That's what changed, but I'm not sure why. Maybe
friendly chatting erotica shares are avoidance, but alone by coast
or in woods alone by myself being my truest deepest self there's no
avoiding, so IM'ing feels useless, unappealing - not IM'ing but the
banter - it's good - but not driven to do it, it does not fill a
hole. So. Okay. Still a soft landing considering - compared to so
many other deaths.
Just me, who I am, not Dad, Gil, Karen or anyone else - always there will
be greater and lesser then myself.
It's not all about me.
Good stuff done yesterday, stopped after for cinnamon roll on Market.
Waving the marble over all snacks first. Reminder of core lovable
Cottage org, clean-up, books to thumb through all beginning to happen
Missed calls to Mom and Sooz - do that. Important to me and them.
B-day overnight in Bragg?
I'm okay. It's okay. It's okay in evening to sip brandy, hit pipe 2x, read
comics - last night Jaime Hernandez Love & Rockets hardbound
collection. Fun relaxation - don't take life so seriously - there is
no God, no heaven, no afterlife. Enjoy what we got best we can while
we got it. Be good. Be kind. It works in current circumstances.
Mail Karen package
Write thank you note to Shirley.
Note to Mom with photo of Oroville dam - or send to Beth and ask her to
print for mom.
Plane tickets & rental car for WV April. $ weeks to go - do it. It's be
fine. Everything is going to be aright.
Tue Mar 14.17 rocking chair 7:42pm
Busy at work, and getting used to lost daylight savings time hour - but
Called LMI about dead phone, they'll look into it/give $$ back for days
without; did/mailed both Federal & State taxes ~$1.3K back; paid $60
parking ticket; dropped by Verizon shop/flip phone #s ported over -
need to get VM working - download online manual.
Been better about food - stopped gorging anyway - 5-6 bags of peanuts and
some breath mints - but no breakfast cereals with banana etc.
Body aches come and go, but when I'm not paying attention they are not
Started Farewell, My Lovely from Buff.
Helloes to K and Lo - about discomfort around memorial - make it about
serving Stacey, for Gil. Yeah, that'll do. Do it for Gil and Stacey.
Tomorrow donate Siouxie, and mail Karen's roll package; send Stacey/Gil's
pics for glossy 5x7s. Get black board, glue this weekend.
Sigh. Life is good.
Mon Mar 13.17 bed am
Non-stop weekend - after Sonoma coast/backroads Sat, Sun
Olampoli - stop downtown Novato for Whole Foods pork breakfast
burrito, box of salmon salad bar for later - eat most of burrito on
WF porch, coffee to go from corner spot - finish burrito at park.
North orchards grass cut so walked across to far side, explore
trees, rock formations, steep hill climbing through thick grasses -
good exercise, beautiful sunny day, then slow stroll 3.5mile loop
with stops, sits, play with phone - good signal even up on hill.
Nice. Up a hill to field Becky and I sunbathed on once -
- nap/meditate leaning against tree, climb to top of nearby hill - good to
see my body is asking for nutrition and willing to do exercise -
deep greens, tree shadows on trail, took my mind off Gil tho feeling
is always there - use GPS to drive home through backroads -
everything green and beautiful -
- Solano coffee place Gil hung at - it is nice! - Odwalla and 1-shot
cappucino - Stacey's to find photos for memorial boards -
Home ~9am - sleep ~11 - working on pics from Olampoli.
Thing is Gil is dead, but is so much of him/us in my heart, in my life,
memories and self-image etc - I get there won't be more created with
him, but he hardly feels gone.
Groggy - no Nomad - 8:25 - check internet, smoothie, shower, work.
Many things this weekend - getting my life back.
Sun Mar 12.17 nm
Kinda non-stop, Thurs North Concord walk home, Fri busy
work, laundry/groceries, Sat up 6am for Sonoma/backroads
drive with many stops at familiar places reclaiming my mental spaces
diversion delights - but a little more serious now. Gil's death
unsettles things that were not settled but were looked away from. I
could die tomorrow, but Gil's death still matters right now.
Still my life and no one else's. Get down to it.
Sleep ~10? Survived couple glasses of brandy. Daylight savings ends so 8am
feels like 7am. Okay - got it.
9:09am now - Leave for Olampoli ~10? Get some food together. I want
Sat Mar 11.17 II home
So yes - up @6am, Gville blog/coffee, cross bridge, river high, music fest
site submerged, explore new-ish path/park below, visit fest site
deck view, Safeway cob salad in parking lot, flea mkt - nice morning
- coast ~11? Heavy fog but sunny above, no wind. Goat Rock area -
path from parking lot to ocean, stroll, get pebbles for yard/Robin's
jar, brought one of his marbles for luck/focus - when I want snacks
I put that desire past marble first. Like strong around finger.
Reminder. Found oddly pitted black flat pebble to rub physical &
mental pain into - when joint/leg/arm aches direct it into the rock.
If the pain is psychological/grief-based, then use tricks to control
Being by ocean was lovely, beautiful morning/noontime walking, breathing -
just being there - I missed it, I missed who I am when I'm
there - clear, happy - skipped some rocks - limbs felt fine coming
up and down steep hill.
Sushi lunch looking at ocean - IM'd Karen, Lori, Stacey, myself - internet
signal on coast strong enough to send photo! Cool.
Stopped in Bodega junk shop, Hitchcock Birds house - Tomales for coffee to
go, 7miles west to Dillon beach, finished sushi overlooking beach -
on way back stopped at too-windy big rock formations. Backroads
inland - lovely - everything green from rain - this is green time of
year, maybe Olampoli tomorrow? 6pm Stacey to choose Gil pics for
Rancho Nicasio to pee, Tommy James book to counter guy, leave Blaze of
Glory CDs/LPs -
Halfway to hwy 101 on road high point, set up GPS to home - talked to it -
voice recog seems very accurate - sent myself spoken VMs - GPS
worked, but voice did not continue - stopped at Urban Ore for brandy
glasses, also got a big ceramic colorful off shell thing to put
plants in - poked at GPS app, started working, got me home. Cool.
Mainly got phone for texting and GPS - still need to work out kinks, but
basically cool - a handy tool - I noted, I do not have to stop at
places with wifi to contact people on laptop now - cell phone does
it. It is android, not iPhone.
At home, Filthy Cock soap bars arrived, also Inspirations CD from
Australian rocker Claude with (Big Shot/San Diego) Colleen on cover.
What a full day - Gville and history there - music fest with Eric - years
of visits before that! - ocean - texting from coast - path to and
fro beach - pebbles for yard & Robin's vase - food/appropriate
clothing etc intuitive - phone stuff, texting/GPS working - first
coast trip in Cammie - marble/flat pebble dealing with grief
pain/eating right - The Birds town shop - Tomales/Dillon beach -
backroads - Rancho Nicasio - GPS experiment - brandy glasses and
cool plant holder from Urban Ore -|
Now sitting in rocking chair after 2 small drinks of this strong brandy -
stop now - it's clear and pretty, in a clear glass -
Gil was a good friend. Naturally I am honored and surprised he called me
best friend, I think of his friends from home, and band friends, and
wonder how it fits - obviously he loved them dearly - he often
mentioned how long we'd known each other - it's not, as Karen said,
a hierarchy - 'best friend' is a phrase we use to mean
something else - it means above and beyond, but not exclusive - you
add things up, experience/time - someone is your best friend,
someone else is also your best friend - if you have more than one
then how fucking blessed are you - some people have no friend at
I don't think it needs much or any more analysis - it's a phrase - it just
means you are special and I love you, I can count on you. I'm glad
he felt he could count on me to be there for him. It's a beautiful
Geez - well - yes - okay - face it - today was a day for myself - but -
today was also all about Gil - it is all about Gil 24/7, for years,
- now - and for a long time. Whatever I want it to be, or think it
is - it is about Gil for now. It is honoring some space in myself.
At some point tho, I may need to take reins, take steps to move on into my
life purely. Living people need my love, not a dead friend. I gave
Gil all the love I had for him while he was alive.
Death. What a bummer. hahaha
Sat Mar 11.17 Gville coffeebazarre
Taking/needing a day to myself doing what I want/like - taking pleasure in
nature, a drive, green March rain-soaked California hills, foggy
Russian River valley - driving the new Sooz car is a pleasure.
Us three old men sitting next to each other at Gville CoffeeBzazzar - haha.
Foamy milk cappuccino. Afterward walk across bridge, Safeway flea
mkt. IM'd hello on cell to Lo & K. Working out the place in my life
for permanent 24/7 cell phone - how to backup in case I lose it.
After getting rid of Siouxie don't forget to cancel insurance!
Carrying Robin marble to help focus on not eating garbage - despite to eat
garbage goes through marble first.
Gil - not simple matter of learning, grieving, waiting, compartmentalizing
- there's many facets - much sorting out to do - overall grief, end
of memories sharing - change of respective about past and life in
general - sorting out my life pleasures -life is grand and
beautiful, I have great musical memories, continue to create more at
Rancho Nicasio/annual Jazz/Blues weekend with Eric - standard lower
middle class enjoyments - time spent together is important.
But yeah - this Gil business is multifaceted, changing, transforming,
time-taking, may cast a gloom over all for a while or forever -
maybe not complicated - I get it - he died, as we all do - I know
he's gone - general sadness, but no specific events/memories that
bring tears - maybe that's what the memorial is for, an event to
mark passing, try to make sense of it; shared grieving, let it all
out with people who are having same sense of pain and loss. Yes.
That's why we have these events. It's so sad - we need a way, a path
to let it out - to pour it out/experience past the
intellectualizing, reasoning, philosophizing. You spend your while
life preparing for death; when it arrives you still have no idea
what to do about it. That's why we need - this other.
So no - figuring it out is not part of the process.
The sadness will be part of my life, will help me see beauty and what is
important more, will help me get serious - will not stop me from
loving and enjoying life - we all carry sorrow - none of us would
seek it out and enjoy it - but it comes with the territory, and
accepting it, accepting the gifts it brings, is part of human
k - sleep ~10:30 - cannabis helped me sleep all night, set alarm for 6:16,
but turned it off sometimes during the night - still woke up at 6am,
groggy, cranky, didn't want to go, but trusted I'd be glad if I did,
check email/facebook, smoothie, shower - yes - showers becoming
essential daily thing - bring sushi/pjb/silverware, hat, boots
(wearing OR sandals) - Stacey IM'd about Gil pics - tomorrow or some
weekday evening - stop ~Nomad ~7 for coffee to go in Cammie cup
2hrs later here I am - considered sushi w/Eric after ocean, but backroads
will be nice.
Did not seriously consider bringing pot. Pot intoxication, intoxication in
general, becoming thing of past/youth - tho I did get $30 bottle of
clear fruit brandy @WF and poured into Shirley's crystal holder, but
did not taste it. Pot as sleep aid is excellent. But consider
alternative sleep ritual habits.
Suppose I am in cottage for next 5 years. That would be great. It's cool I
live in a situation I enjoy this much - job, location, people,
cottage -, that works for us all.
Yes - gratitude.
Shaving balls in prep for WEF.
9:13 - let's go outside. :-)
Fri May 10.17 laundry
Thurs pm sleepy, decided to try no cannabis - dang - 1am wide awake
- new dinging cell might be a cause - 2 hits, half a valium,
cannabis infused candy - I think I slept, but it was dreamy/20%
awake/very groggy morning. So much for that.
Busy at work again, me in a daze, met potential new hire, would train him
for 2-11 slot starting April, so he'll have 2 weeks before I go on
vacation. It'll be rough - and it'll be rough when other people go
on vacation and I'm 1/2 alone. Maintain my boundaries about what is
do-able/acceptable, don't try to be two supermen - just doing my
best I am already indispensible superman. Bam! I rock!
During interview it came up I do photography, training, templates, attend
CSS events, etc. Uh, fuck yeah.
Slowed down after lunch - packaged/mailed Karen's Peet's coffee, Monopoly
set with jelly beans and paper stuff from book faire; also last If I
Was A Punk I'd Kill Myself poster to Gavin - so bad - idea and
lettering (Jerry!), but photo is good, and it is drenched in history
- Gavin should have it.
After wk, N Concord train - achy joints, I don't feel agile, decided to
try it - finished Gil's Bruford autobio on train - that was good
shit - pop music business culture I grew up with revealed - oof!
35min walk home fine - Nomad guy sees me walking by, offers me free
cup of coffee. Thank you. I Said no, forgot to say thank you - say
thank you next time I see him. Manners. And - nice - right?
Neighborhood. Community. :-)
Nothing from Lindy.
LR sent a bunch of pics/JB vid last week, today sent a bunch of individual
descriptions of what was represented in photos; I sent back section
of slo-mo zoomed video clip.
Thinking about coast tomorrow or Sun - a drive in backroads and
stroll by ocean might be nice yes. Check in w/Stacey first about
which Gil pics to use. Let her choose day.
Savings ~58/53 - so much I've given away, those to whom much is given,
much will be required - I feel I have been given much - earned some
- but not on my own. And what are friends for. I forced $$ on Gil &
Stacey. Let it be. Let it go. everything will be okay. An extra $30K
more or less isn't going to make a fuckload of difference, but it
makes a lot of difference to e.g., Karen and Xo, Eric and Stacey
I'll be fine.
After laundry, Whole Foods for berries, food for tomorrow's drive?
Need to call Sooz. & Mom. Talk to Stacey. Then taxes & Siouxie. Getting
those packages mailed feels good. Things going well.
Body aches grief-related. Just keep walking. Look into some non-cannabis
herbal sleep aids. Half psychological anyway. Try things.
Got the Harley-Quinn & Poison Ivy comic collection yesterday. Fun. It's a
good sign, I'm enjoying work, fun - trained an MA Thurs and had a
good time - telling them about Frida with gun and Game Theory is a
good ice breaker.
Thu Mar 9.17 nm
Slept ok - 10:30-5:30, snooze till 7.
This feeling of - something I ought to be doing?
Pics of Gil for memorial - that's main tension point. Coming up. Also may
need to come up with another grand for expenses? K&Xo need some,
too. But okay - this priority is understood.
Mail K's Monopoly box/coffee etc
Get rid of Siouxie
Tickets/rental car for WV
I think that's it. Pics of Gil first thing - must be done! Memorial in ~2
Rest is soft deadline, easy - knowable, doable - for memorial must make
choices - visit Stacey this weekend to choose?
Mailed Sac Shayne's storage drive back, again with sincere thanks - he
digitized '86 GT Hoboken/New Haven vids, & Philadelphia '88 -
posting those plus complete GT photo rolls (including Gil Lolita
Nation roll) to Scott fb group avoided regrets - no wishing he could
have seen more after he'd expressed interest - slideshow turned out
not to be necessary really - we've seen them dozens of times - they
are/were known; but I'm glad to have bought the projector and
carousels - why not? Now I know, without shared viewing experience,
standalone they don't mean much, they are a means for people who
were there to share and re-bond. But - that was - 30years ago. Let
For me - I'm feeling the loss - feels like end of GT golden memories -
but, Gui, Donnette, Shelley etc were there too - Nan, Fred etc - no
sense rushing to milk those contacts, but they may vine and develop
into more meaningful connections now that close ones, ones nearby,
long-time playmate collaborators are gone. Gil & Scott - leaves a
big yawning gap. Do not fill it with anything. Replace nothing with
Spring's a'coming - time for outdoors, walks, hikes, good food, lighter
Looking forward to WV - no pressure - let people know what's up. Tell Anne
LR enjoyed slomoJB vid segment, asked for another diff section.
Wed Mar 8.17 nm
Slept okay - ~11-6:30 - OPIK LRY dreams - showers etc -as painfully
awkward as adolescence is, it was me hopes of a group of friends -
fuck religious youth - religion is a social club first and foremost.
In the dream it was showers - I gave dozens of backrubs, said to
girls let's take a shower, innocent enough - and they did. It gave
me hope - and sexual situations without intimacy of intercourse I
was not ready for. Etc. yeah. Cool. Grateful. Rose colored glasses -
because I see beneath the difficult reality to what it reprinted -
like the imperfect grasping connection to Scott/game Theory - it was
all I had - I needed it desperately - so like all us human being, I
did what I needed to survive in this imperfect world.
I am just like everyone else, other outsider creatives, dork, loser etc.
Compared to? people with more. Then envy & bitterness.
And envy and bitterness is normal, too. Don't punish myself for things
that don't matter, I have enough. I'm happy.
I told Gil to make amends - wonder if he did - that he had serious shit to
deal with, don't punish yourself for things that don't matter -
drinking too much around people/musicians he met at gigs.
Straight-faced I said to he & Stacey "I never got drunk and made an
ass of myself, so I have no advice for you."
OPIK dreams - warm fuzzies - a sense of place, a network, a group -
hitchhiking around Ohio/PA/New England - staying with people, and in
churches - and later in 1974, hitchhiked to Ann Arbor with Anne
Newman, went to local Unitarian church and mentioned LRY and
churches, and they let us stay there, in a room used for kids
groups(?), while we job-hunted and found a shared space. I don't
recall anything about the room - just the woman, she had a kid?
Bagel place we went to every day, they hired Anne, and sort of had
to hire me, too - me day, her evening. They liked her - no one liked
me. That's how it seemed, I was surly and crazy, needed lots of
attention, not-socialized/housebroken, not that bright. Fine. Super
Skipping ahead - it was all difficult till ~42 DUI and a few friends came
to aid, I accepted that my loose/crazy/selfish strategy had failed,
I got more open to people, other ideas, value of religion, AA, etc.
I think Shelley is selfish and that's part of the problem, but shit I
artistic etc also selfish needy needing attention. Give it up. Let
But - Scott and Gil are gone now. Now what? Were they all ? Can't be. No.
Scott was brains, Gil heart; we clustered together around Scott's talent
and Gil's making us laugh and feel loved.
Scott & Gil were glue at heart of Game Theory. Scott and Gil were
Game Theory. Not to take away other contributions.
There will be a memorial. It will be fine. Be as open and loving as I am -
don't intentionally hold back - it's a musical community, family,
bands, etc - there will be rock egos, ex's, grieving widows -
competitions for who loved him best. Everyone knows we were best
friends, but no one misses him like Stacey, and Wynn, and his family
- I am back in line somewhere. Let it go. Don't beat up in myself
about things that don't matter.
It's okay - all I feel is okay - it's good manners is not to
discuss it - no one wants to hear other peoples' mess. Unless it's
put to music and there's alcohol.
Anyway - warm fuzzy OPIK summer camp dreams mixed-gender showers -
every time I find comfort and pleasure there (or in any rose colored
memories), I do not have to say 'Yes, but life sucks, so pleasure is
a delusion.' - it's understood, we are going to die, other people
have things we want - get over it - take pleasure where it is. I was
lost lonely rejected by schoolmates and family; I rejected them as
delusional non-creative religious idiots - but - sometimes there was
relief from pain, hope, social network vs. total isolation &
depression at school. A sense of self from LRY. Counterculture
methods of showing rejection of evil vicious world, politics,
judgmental insulting sarcastic Catholic father, etc.
There was LRY, hitchhiking, Berkeley, women who took me in - Anne Newhall,
Adrienne Chapman - sorry, girls, I was a damaged crazy selfish
nihilistic angry asshole. Sorry. Sincerely, Robert (aka Joy
I thought I might have better luck w/Shelley - but two selfish artists -
uh, well, we tried. I think we loved each other. but come down to
it. Selfish. And like men want to keep women/wife, she wanted to
keep me - ? I dunno. I'm gonna analyze and understand something that
began 30years ago and ended 20 years ago, when I was ~30-40yrs old?
I don't think so!
"I don't know anything about women!" (Sam Spade / Maltese falcon).
It is all going to be okay.
Body weakness, hip pain gone - but pain in left arm worse? mainly elbow,
but moving up arm now - Goggled heart attack symptoms - if it was
something other than a sprain (?) it would always hurt, not just
when I move it or rest my weight on it. Could it be carpal tunnel
Dentist yesterday - brief - no floss of polish - 3yrs since x-ray - next
time in September - all good but bleeding below gums - I haven't
been flossing, get back on it. Healthcare another good reason to
stick with this job.
I don't want to quit! Love my job! But do expect respect, which I did not
feel from Taf, nor from head admin guy now - IB - but since I feel
it from everyone else, from EAs, to Admin depts, trainees,
Consulting staff, Managers/Partner, head of office Neil & Global
folks - then why should I be concerned about Stressed out Admin
head? I am high-value in department as well - so - fuck caring about
respect from this one guy - really doesn't matter - I don't need
his respect - he did not stop me from getting camera, saying no to
one-day LA trips, taking vacations. He has no power over me. It's in
my head I need to let go of knee-jerk resentments, imagined
'bosses'. Is is not real. A symbolism. Distracts me from all
goodness in my life.
There is much goodness in my life.
Focus on the goodness.
Accentuate the positive.
Tue Mar 7.17 nm
What is going well?
Health seems good, plenty of food, savings decent, roof not leaking, yard
beautiful, aloe fordry skin, car working well, planning days off
work in advance, credit card for rental car etc, rent paid - so next
2 paychecks ~34 will bring savings to good place, mild anxieties are
the usual ones - living in big city, difficult jobs come into work,
trip to WV includes normal stress of getting to
airport/delays/crowding etc -
- where I live is great! Laundromat on corner, Nomad wifi cafe, Berkeley
Bowl 5min walk, downtown Berkeley 5min drive or 30min walk, book
stores, restaurants, hospital, etc. Starry Plough/cannabis
dispensary up street, BART 6min walk, Oakland airport nearby,
computer toys photoshop - cameras, negative scanner at work,
near-perfect job doing graphics, photos, a few specialized projects
that keep job secure, all the training I enjoy, health benefits,
25days off/year & holidays. Same job for ~18yrs - consistency is
nice, familiar faces, makes me a hi-value employee.
Few bad habits really - aside from over-eating - no tobacco nor gambling,
little alcohol, etc. I was smoking with Gil, but now he's gone,
crisis and need for bonding past, it's lost its appeal.
I like what I have - Nomad, bed, cottage, yard, Buff & DJ housemates are a
Real-life and online friends. Lady friends who send me nice moving and
Enjoying reading. Music.
All is well. This is life.
More exercise/stretching and doctor visits would be wise. Yes. Active
investment in health. Leaving out carbs and sugary snacks.
But just saying - infrastructure and basics are all good. Got new cell
phone, learning to text, GPS etc. Switched to cheaper healthier
market - BB from WF.
So - breath in. Breath out.
it's okay to be uncomfortable about Gil's memorial - ex-wife and many old
friends & acquaintances there. Be cool. It's okay. everything is
going to be okay.
~20yrs ago - Jan 1997, I hit bottom in Davis fields, drunk driving, no
job, failed marriage, trouble with drugs and alcohol, lost. A few
friends helped me out of the hole. At 42 it was too late for
rationalizing and lies - it was up to me. It's good to have defined
bottom - like Dorothy - I had to find out for myself, define worst -
jail - missing a ruined life by inches - putting other peoples'
lives & welfare at risk - risking my own life.
Somehow, maybe having been that far down, I know I want nothing to do with
it, I see where that attitude leads - positive thinking/outlook
works better for everyone than negative.
K - time for shower, work, had my smoothie, dentist @11am.
Mon Mar 6.17 nm
Raining some, on and off, sometimes sunny, then cold windy rain, then both
at same time.
Sun not a lot done - put together K's Monopoly/coffee/jelly bean
box to bring to work wrap send, got work computer out to bring to
work make sure it's working/updated, re-made bed, called Mom
talked about April visit, 2 days travel, 5 days in MTown, 3 days in
Drive to Urban Ore - looking for rug and alarm clock - no ruf, $5 clock -
didn't try it out yet. My current clock keeps setting itself to
Could use cell, but want visible clock from bed.
IM w/BN friend, having troubles w/partner & online thing on side; drank
sake, ~half of big blue bottle + small bottle from Sushi-Ko's last
night - got a bit loose/intoxicated while tapping, mildly fuzzy this
morning); shared pic/video he sent her & pic she sent him in return.
Long deep talk about relationships, detailed sexual/other
experiences, bodily intimacies, etc. Um. Wow, we have been leading
up to this for years, always have enjoyed each other first on BN,
then occasional IM chats on fb; had sent her batch or erotic art I
shared with ~6 people, that I'd found while searching for Pan/nymph
images. All tumbled out very organic.
BB Mideast salad bar, pm corner for chocolate cakes/bag of cheesy salty
Envision myself happy, healthy, in control of what I put in my body,
start every day with an affirmation of myself as slender, healthy,
happy, eating with love for myself. Care for myself. No one is going
to do it for me. For me to do what's right, good, enjoyable.
Sleep ~10:30 - up ~7:15.
"Me (as her): "I want a rough fuck and swearing about how great my pussy
"That's true...I have a very tight pussy...lol"
(On first blowjob): "No, I licked it everywhere and sucked it... with
Have to put this in - boundary breaking shares, fun and cool.
8:30 - done - hot shower, work - complex theme or two to do. Last week was
intense, this weekend I just chilled but did get out for groceries,
clock, house cleaning, chat w/Buff, etc. Yeah. Fine. Good.
Sun Mar 5.17 nm
Rained last night - nice - woke ~7:30? Pretty peaceful sleep.
Sat a day of nothing, which of course, leads to something...
LMI guy came by ~10:30, no fix, AT&T prob - he said they'll do some kind
of fix so landline works/improve internet signal - photos of rain
drops on big front yard leaves -
Lots of cops on bikes on way to Farm Mkt for Himalayan lunch - warm and
healthy, yum! - good parking place - eggs/apples/raisons/coffee -
talk to plant guy about tomato/cucumber timing, blood orange
tree/fertilizer/company address. Pro-Trump demo, 1/4 vendors had
stayed away, Posted pic of small group to fb, stopped @Radio Shack
then AT&T places downtown for phone info - how to port from
flip-cell to iPhone, okay to keep # on cell and use up the $86 I
have on it - pic of shut-down Sushi-Ko interior - chocolate gelato
Buff in backyard, beer for him sake for me - good chat in beautiful
overcast backyard -
How to back-up phone info so if it's lost I can download all onto new
~6pm walk BB berries, hot soup, sushi, jelly beans for K&X, pudding -
moderate rain on way home - comfy tennis shoes - eat soup - yum! -,
couple hits of hi-CBD - Blade Runner 'making of' extras - enjoyed
watching those - behind scene stuff - movie itself is gorgeous, with
screenwriters arguing over who wrote what line..
Got a few things done: groceries, phone info, org K's package - today a
few more - wk computer, Gavin poster? Papers. Siouxie. Call Mom &
Sooz. A walk could be nice, tho trails'll be muddy. Hmp.
This morning online: send K Scott bio and Filthy Cock soap - can't send
jelly beans to UK. Ordered myself some soap.
Been using aloe on face instead of pink Body Shop bullshit - aloe is 100%
better, keeps it from drying up over and over. Still - it's a
mistake not to look into sun damage further.
Post-Gil body aches/fatigue gone, left elbow soreness also almost gone.
Being present for Gil left me less mental/emotional/travel time for other
friends, contacts, acquaintances - I think I will organically reach
back out more, needn't do it too consciously - tho, as always,
accept invites no matter how awkward I feel. Do it. What's the harm?
At 62 I can handle a little awkwardness better than I know.
Sat email to self
cell phone reg from file box
Russian river loop? sushi after, or drive -
have a drive have fun enjoy
no more talking about Gil
valium prescription for WV?
my life is going great -
I was fortunate to be there for Gil - that was a massive blessing!!!!!!
be grateful for and enjoy this lovely life I am living
Sat Mar 4.17 nm
Light drizzle. Sleep okay - groggy.
9:30 - LMI repairperson coming ~10am to see why phone is busy
signal/internet signal is weak.
Fri after wk stopped at Verizon store after work w/list of
questions, that went smoothly, still a few kinks to work out e.g.
get GPS to talk to me, get multiple message apps to all work.
Texting off to a good sloppy slow start - but it's good. Berk Rep -
play - just not into it - stop at Plough for 1.5 pints/small
pizza/basketball/funk/reggae/jazz band rehearing - that was pretty
fun. What a great resource. Hang out there man.
Next week train in snow to Truckee? Yes please - while there's snow.
Hotel, Restaurant. Whatever. Could drive in 3 hours. But I want to
IM'd some with Lindy - been a while. Depressed.
Thu-Fri work a bit stressful - power out in my cube, and complex
job with poor instructions/comm - I think everyone is super busy, so
this stuff happens. Good thing is after 18yrs I can mainly handle
it, tho I'm not good at hiding my frustration. I'm still -
w/training, photography, facepages, template expertise, fanatical
focus on support - golden.
Pics/bj video from * - ; we are adults, sharing w/multiple friends is
alright, we're not teens/bff/only allowed to have one online
playmate. It can part of adult friendship if it fits into our
connection, gives comfort and fun. WTF? If we did not ask for what
we want, let it develop organically through trial and error, can
grow bad regrets. Enjoy our lives. Have fun. Enjoy each others'
bodies. Yes. Received 3 gift et, pics & the vid, in last couple days
and each time got turned on, O - felt natural, normal reaction to
said images. All good.
Okay - waiting for LMI repair, then groceries, tidy cottage, make bed,
look into Siouxie donation, tax forms. If I can clear those off my
plate, all good. BB mideast salad bar in fridge. Get wk comp out to
bring it to set up. Look in files to see if I can find RadioShack
phone #'s to port info onto new cell.
If I want to lose weight fast - and feel better! -, avoid carbs for a
month. That worked before, I know it did.
This is good. This is perfect. My responsibility to Stacey is to be there
for her when she needs me. I told her directly.
People keep telling me to watch out for grief to hit me at unexpected time
etc - but I had years to prepare, I was there for him always, I was
there for he & Stacey at the end - I - we - knew it was going to
happen, and it did. We knew one of us others could go first - but it
went pretty much as predicted. Docs said yeas, then months, then
weeks. They said 1-2 months in hospice and he went in about 6 weeks.
He was not malicious. He had human faults, some deep deep troubles but
somehow, in spite of them or because of them, he gave love and
comfort, made everyone who met him feel like a friend. Then called
me his best friend, which - that's a loaded phrase - best friend -
it was sweet to acknowledge our intimacies - the art we made - tour
video and all - , and - my beneath my faults - my general
attempt to be the best I can.
I dunno - trying to talk about it - worth an effort, but not really
possible. Shit. 1985-2017... 33 years. Live and wives, drugs and
tours, music and video, TV and plays, sickness and health, till
death do us part. It was good.
Only one time he got angry with me - when I brought a nude model up into
their Taylor St space, Laine's friend - I knew it was disrespectful
- hoped he would see the joke, enjoy naughtiness, but he drew a
boundary, which I respected thereafter.
Maybe call Mom today - but for now - 10:30 - still waiting for 10am
Stop talking about Gil, to Lori, K etc. Let it take care of itself. I'm no
more wounded then anyone else - less so, in most cases. Told Lindy
about Gil, she said best friend troubles, two 56yr-old workmates
dropped dead - Bam! More I talk about Gil, more I learn about others
peoples' troubles and pain far worse than mine. I think - aside from
close friends - it's best not to talk about it too much - it begins
to sound like bragging - poor me, how I have suffered. No. Not
really. It's mine to feel - and for a couple of close friends , like
Karen, to understand - shared grief.
I seem to need to talk a lot - write a lot - but don't feel like I'm
suppressing grief/weepiness or anything.
Kind of not looking forward to Mar 24(?) memorial - Gil was the only
friend who'd have been there - everyone else it's just broken links
to Game Theory, people I barely know, ex-wife I don't particularly
want to see - a group loaded with emotions - old emotions - dead
emotions - broken dreams - failed relationships - neurotic artistic
types like myself - need to work on my attitude. This event is
not about me. It's about remembering Gil. Don't put
additional melodramatic grief on it. Let it go. It could be
interesting - just to see, how we feel, being in same room with each
other. If it's bugging me that Shelley will be there - because I
feel guilty - then it's up to me to resolve those issues. Maybe it's
up to me to make amends to her. Don't wait for her to - that won't
happen - but I can do it, and would feel better for it. Doesn't
matter if she doesn't want to hear it. For myself - write something,
and see if I have anything to write.
I've thought about that for Fred & Adrienne Chapman - if either of them
died would I feel like I missed a chance at - something? Not really.
And with Nan, I just don't know what's available. But it was
obviously not enough for me; so I own it. Up to me if I want to take
what I can get and be satisfied. I've no right to demand more than
she is willing or able to give.
Alright - LMI got here 10:30 - said it's an AT&T issue, they will come out
and put a bandage on it. Now let's get on with this day.
Thu Mar 2.17 nm
Cold - next, learn phone well enough to use in WV, talk to Verizon people,
get help setting it up, GPS, texting - where fuck are texts showing
up? They say they've sent codes to type in, but to where? It's okay
- learning is painful if you let it be, keep moving forward, don't
get caught up in it - it's natural when learning to feel one's lack
of knowledge - it doesn't mean I'm dumb.
Look into plane tickets/car rental; get Valium for sleep. Bit of stressing
about WV trip last night - consider it a vacation, during which I
will see family members - negotiating times to visit, 3 days for
Downloaded tax forms, look into Siouxie donation - drop by Verizon and see
about getting info. Write down yahoo etc passwords. Where are
confirmation codes going? Look online download a manual?
Wed Mar 1.17 nm
Got a Google cell phone Mon - cheaper than iPhone, seems to have all
goods, voice recognition, GPS, texting etc -so cheap if I
change my mind it's a small'ish loss. Now to learn it - still in
feeling dumb and frustrated phase, which is normal and good, it
means I want to learn it and will stay motivated till I do - 6
months from now it'll be normal, that will be helpful generally in
life, job & house hunting etc.
Mon-Tue in @7am, buy early afternoon my brain is fuzzy -
but, busy morning with animation, photos, themes, troubleshooting,
talking with Global Wizard Tracey, etc I fucking nailed it because I
Sun Talked to Sooz and Mom, before driving to Stacey's to drop off
note from Mom/photo of her dad. She starting back to work today; we
need to raise ~$3K for memorial - chatted with fb group -
raise amount of GFM page, Wynn writes something up, list expenses,
and ask for $$ at memorial. Kate mentioned if 150 people give $20
each that's it - I can do another $1K, but don't jump gun.
Not looking forward to memorial, too many people, I may freak - a valium -
good to see Donnette I suppose, not so much Shelley - we don't
communicate well it seems, it's on me, let's say the majority? So
don't expect breakthrough or intimate chat or meeting of minds where
we choose path forward, to e.g., try harder - I can do - have done
that with Donnette even. Obliquely, but we both had a enough
remembered love from early 80s to find that place and agree to
forget other. Shared mourning. Don't know if Shelley & I can or will
ever have that. After photo album anger, graveyard stone robbery,
and refusal to apologize for 'wife beater' business - that's hard
for me to get past. We both need to sit down with a neutral party
and offer sincere apologies to each other. And intervention - except
- what is our motivation? Well, with Scott and Gil -
central figures - now gone, if we want to be in touch with people
with whom we shared these formative experiences, if we want to enjoy
shared memories, and my photos and videos, we need to be in touch
and able to talk. If I die today - almost got hit by a car yesterday
downtown SF - missed by 10ft but still - no one else will ever see
When Scott died I sent lots of pics to Donnette. Nothing to Shelley. I
tried to reach out, she slapped my hand away, hard - so I feel it's
up to her to show interest. I sent fb friend invites, they - Chris
and she accepted - and she has liked a few pics. So there - I
did outreach. But no further interest from her. I can't do all the
work. I won't reach out further just to be slapped away.
Tues pm walked to BB ~7, hot soup, salad bar, pudding - ate soup w/bread
and pudding. still snacking a lot. I am happier when eating well and
walking/exercising - keep reminding myself of that - love myself, be
my own best friend - love myself, wish myself well, be my own geisha
- and things will fall into place.
Worked out annual vacations and sent in PTO requests - mentioned it
to Jeff dept head, who said nothing, did not object - so assume
things are going to be worked out. 3rd week of April for WV vacation
- 2 days of travelling, 3 days in M-town, 3 days in Chas, 2 more
days in MTown. Long visit - but I'll make it work. April in WV will
be nice. Maybe a day trip w/Mom?
April week in WV
May 4-day WEF
June 10-days Oregon
Sept 4-day Jazz/Blues.
Good to have done, also cell phone, now taxes and donate
Also called LMI about busy phone line, guy said yes something
wrong, someone coming out Sat morning.
Calling Sooz helped us both a lot I think - it was Sun, not
Tues night, so not stuck on TV night schedule; she talked a
lot, so obviously we both want it.
Good - I'm getting things done, grieving organically, like a sad
dog - but keep eating right, no alcohol nor tobacco - an occasional
cup of sake, but not to intoxication - , bring walking after work
back in. Body feeling better, left elbow soreness decreasing. Good
Sun Feb 26.17 nm
Sat ate 5-day-old WF salad bar, yummy and worked! Drive to SR ~1,
easy traffic - yay! - first long-'ish drive in Cammie - Deva? -
power steering, cruise control - wow - radio - wow! wow - radio is
really bad. Bring out the tapes - cool! Sunny day, sun roof - had a
moment panic at Berkeley 580-80 split - where am I going?!?!
It's been months - stopped leaving town after Gil went into hospice
~2.5 months ago. No prob - Peets in SR - Eric's ~3, he looks good -
we both look old, but he doesn't look sick/flu'ish like sometimes.
Brought CBD pot, book, he gave me knife to replace one left at hospital
security, and a phone - my landline has a busy signal since ~1 week
ago - tired Eric's at home and still busy signal - so maybe
something wrong with connection? Email LMI.
Joy ride cammie to show how she does - feels wrong - not hippie funk like
me - but have to say she's nice, and a cool love gift. Grown up car.
Eric asked if I'd ever bought a car - opposed to gift - 'cause I've
had Red Van from Shelley, Siouxie from Karen/Iain, now Cammie from
Sooz. Had to think. First VW was really bought by Anne Newman (?)
because when we broke up she kept it. Then - what? Baby I lived in
~1982-83 I bought from Craft Center Nancy 1982. Then green VW van -
I'd almost forgot about - 1984. Shelley's red van. Dodge Dart -
barely remember that, so must have been early 90s party years. Blue
Toyota from Chae ~1995? No idea. Then Siouxie, now Cammie.
VW Anne Newhall's 1975
Toyota Baby 1982-84
Green VW van 1984 - 1987?
Shelley's red van 1988-94
Dodge Dart ? early 90s ?
Blue Toyota Corolla mid-late 90s
Geez - and only one DUI - in Chae's blue Toyota Jan 1997.
So last Jan was 20th anniversary, and I was not aware. Gil was happening.
But also good not to get to hung up in the past. Live and breath
Anyway - talked about Gil's death w/Eric, how I'm feeling - that was good
- different kinds of deaths, all different, trying to find lessons
is fraught, since few will apply to all e.g., tell everyone quickly,
quit your job etc; also he said it's normal the way your mind
tightens up, gets clear and serious, drops pettiness and neurosis in
a crisis - still, glad to see it worked for me as well.
Sushi's and split Kobe beef dinner, hot sakes, chocolate dessert. On way
home I noticed body aches had disappeared - elbow still sore - but
seeing Eric was good for my soul. Which just goes to show -
something! Importance of friends.
Was gonna do breakfast w/Stacey this morning - she emailed, no sleep, just
a visit, and likely need to extend GFM page further to help pay for
memorial. Sigh. Awkward to ask for second helping, since we just
made that first 20K - but if we promote it specially for memorial,
maybe a separate GFM? Check in with Kate, Wynn etc group for
I think I am still in long-term Gil phase - from time he got sick, years
of bad news, painful debilitating treatments, etc, now in post-death
continuation, support & memorial - still to come, living life in a
world without my friend Gil in it, and maybe being triggered
unexpectedly - that's what I'm told to anticipate.
Today - call Mom, Sooz(?), visit Stacey, laundry in afternoon. Organize
cammie trunk/back seat, org papers more, groceries. I thought of
something I could get from from Urban Ore - now can't recall what it
Alrighty - this blog - it's good for this.
Medium-sized cell phone - doesn't have to be iPhone/Mac - long-life
battery, voice recognition, GPS, Siri, only need ~20hrs month calls
and 1000 texts - if that! Not gonna watch TV on it.
Sat Feb 25.17 nm
First month post-Gil, I'm far from past it: body aches, mortal gloom
constantly on mind, no creative energy, empty disengaged worldview.
Fri after wk up Sacramento to Chinatown, achy limbs
stopped me from walking to top of hill/down Powell - it's not lack
of energy, or mental depression, it's physical feebleness - still,
slowly up to Stockton, into Mac store, asked a few questions -
- if I'm gonna do both phone and tablet, gonna be a couple grand - well,
~$500 each - then ~$100/month - . I can do that. Need to clean out
Apple accounts and see if my SS# is still screwy - maybe no tablet.
Just simple phone with good battery lots of memory. Thing is - do
one of the other - a medium-sized phone prob all I need. But - a tab
I could maybe use instead of laptop? Laptop for art? Nah. Don't need
- got a seat on BART, enjoying Buford's autobio -
Super-busy work, still haven't broached vacations with Jeff. Do that soon!
Uptightness, discomfort is in me, not on work. They have almost
always accommodated my vacations. I have fears around asking for
them from authority. Fear of authority - church, parents, bosses -
own it. It's on me to deal with it and find comfort in
myself. Morning guy Randy taking Mon-Tues off - so it
is not a problem. It is not forbidden. Just ask.
I am so full of fears. Fear nothing.
Today: Eric in Santa Rosa ~3 - meantime, groceries, shower, cottage
care, lunch. Call Mom. Online taxes?
Sun check in with Stacey - drop off pic of her father & note from Mom.
Walk around Tilden? It's good to get out and walk even if I am slow
and achy. Do it. My body needs exercise and fresh air. This
feebleness makes me feel old and doomed. Fuck it. Poor Gil. He
suffered a lot, but he hung on. Smoked and drank till the end.
The lessons we get from out parents. Dad - hide your anger, take life very
seriously, argue to win, be judgmental, live, do your duty.
Losing Gil, also - he was a window from which I watched his musician
friends & network from NC - also Bay Area - gone. Not that many had
become actual friends - it expanded my world - exposed different
POVs, talents etc. Gone? Dunno. Like when Scott died, a loudfan
SteveH said he feared loss of friend network - didn't happen,
connections/friendships remained. So - it will sort itself out. Let
organic change do its thing. Don't grasp or cling. I actually look
forward to seeing Donnette - some trepidation around Shelley. What I
can do is forgive her for not defending me when Chris slandered me
in front of friends - that was 20years ago - she was high as
a kite and her life in some turmoil, we were entirely different
people. I don't even know who she is anymore. Not sure I ever
did. Let it go. It was a rotten thing to do - but if I'm gonna
forgive myself, need to forgive her, too.
Hard - not as hard as family hard - but hard. Let it go. Do my best.
Breath in and out love and forgiveness. Take 1/2 a Valium.
Think about N now and then - maybe should entirely let it go. I
kept it alive? Reached out, long calls, drove to Davis, etc etc. She
enjoyed that maybe (?), and it was good to have support when Scott
died - but - it is not there. She did send a couple of IMs, asked if
I wanted to drive to Davis to see her, but no suggestion/invitation
to talk/converse - that's just her, but what am I sposed to do with
it? When I look too close, I probably want more than is healthy -
sexual fixation - can see where that's causes discomfort. But since
she generates that from men, it ought to be something she can deal
with - and I thought we'd found an honest balance. Then there's her
disappearing, coming to CA without telling me. Gil telling me about
K (?) party "Nan was there." So, is there any room for contact -
when I think about it - I remember my anger when she was here around
Scott memorial(?), and went to coast, no contact for a week, then
sent pics of headlands said 'I thought of you when I saw this!' Grr.
I thought we were supporting each other. When it came down to it she
disappeared. Not sure if we can have a low-key non-public
friendship. But - better to try than not. What could go wrong? Don't
judge or explain. Just a talking friendship, no visits, avoid
expectation of public friendship? No weight on it at all. Sure. Why
not. She is not into apologizing or defending / explaining herself,
so don't expect anything there.
Obviously I want contact. And what is available is low-level and screwy.
So - don't let perfection be the enemy of adequate.
Maybe a call about Gil.
I'll need a phone. Get a phone and headset. Yes.
Fri pm sleep ~10? Slept well, up ~6, then back to sleep till 8.
Pangs of grief - just have to keep moving, breathing, walking talking
working eating excreting etc.
Blogging - or journaling - whatever this is.
Just relax - don't do anything - get back into the life groove, and if I
wanna reach out to Nan, Fred or anyone from that scene - wait till
time is right.
A chair leg is missing, I feel off-balance, let it happen.
Thu Feb 23.17 nm
Almost 4 weeks since Gil died - adjustments and sorting out lifelong?
Mainly remembering happy times, good memories, tour, Taylor St,
hanging out in their condo - I've been warned by Sooz & such to
expect waves of sadness. Currently still in - I dunno what -
avoidance, duty. And..
.. GFM (Go Fuck Me?) site reached goal - over $20K (thanks for Brad&G). I
filled in page, posted to a few fb pages, and only got that done
with supporting push from core group, text from Wynn & Kate - ; 100s
of people, including many who can ill afford it, some who didn't
know Gil - Mom, Lynn, Lo - have donated. Community came together in
20s and 100s. I somehow expected more of an affect once we made goal
- that everything would be fine, Gil would come back from dead - but
no. Don't miss what just happened. Network.
Anyway - step back from it. Don't impinge in Stacey's privacy & grief, but
also be there for her. Let balance work itself out.
Tumblr IM's w/LR last night, more vib/vid talk - detailed description.
That's a good balance, we both gain/enjoy/learn.
Maybe now that GFM page reached goal - leave it up for future support as
people learn about it, have means to donate in future -
- now I can do taxes/donate Siouxie etc.
In early Wed for global call - cinnamon roll on way home, BART 2
stations backward to get seat for whole ride - enjoying Gil's
Bruford autobio - drive (it's cold!) to BB for berries, clam chowder
dinner, 18 eggs (1 carton lasts <1 week).
Sleep well - wake stretched out, solid in pillows, out of dream - thought
for sure it was Saturday! - Thurs??? Work
day??? Making goal was very important to me - felt I had
responsibility to put word out, show gratitude, acknowledge
donations publicly - not I can relax. Happy for Stacey. Can't
imagine what she's feeling - she is hanging out with her women
friends, that makes sense - on Gil's day, men went out to forage for
take-out Chinese, women - Kate, Jennifer, Wynn - stayed with Stacey.
It's a thing. It's understood.
Okay. Now what? Now life goes on - ever changing - I need to daily remind
myself to be here now, not 20 years ago to rose-tinted Taylor
memories, not fearful imaginings of 20 years from now when
supposedly I'll be old and alone etc. Fuck all that. Here. Now. Live
Attention will drop away. Low key it.
Tues pm back to Sushi-Ko - their closing night (they
told me they were closing Tues when I ate there Mon
pm) - they were emotional talkative, grateful to me - 3-4 of them
stopped to talk to me, thank me, share - gift oysters, small sake
bottle, ice cream dessert. Awww. Sad for them - out of job!?! After
decades there. It was my comfort food, chicken udon, Food TV show
home away from home. Bit uncomfortable going Tues night, knew
there'd be sad attention - but also felt I ought to be present
for a place/people - familiar faces - that added pleasure & value to
my life for years.
Okay. Back to work. Berk Rep Fri - first one of season, after
missing 1st 3, mainly due to Gil stress.
Eating good food - Green Bar at work.
Get back on bike, and after-work walks.
Change shirt every day? Been back in the grief-distracted 2-3 days; during
winter maybe I can get away with it, but why bother.
Saw Stacey's pics of coast trip w/group who was with us Gil's day - felt
old lifelong "I wasn't invited." pang, but really - would I have
wanted to go? Nah. They are her - and Gil's - friends. Don't
intrude. Not about me. Be glad for her, and them.
Tue Feb 21.17 cottage am
Mon for papers sorted, other cottage org. Drank most of bottle of sake
throughout day. Glued heads in deities. Org book shelf. Papers into
file box. Trimmed hair.
~5 downtown for Sushi-Ko - they are closing today! Dragon roll, they
gave me one large hot sake free, left $100 tip, in gratitude for
years of enjoyment, $20 to chef, 1/2 priced book - raining -
Home, 3 hits, bag of jelly beans, watch 88 GT tour video - that was actually quite fun, it's
been years, scat humor sometimes embarrassing, scanned through a
couple of musical bits, at times story is interesting/compelling, a
few times I had to stop & laugh - some funny stuff! - sleep ~10?
Mom sent envelope for Stacey.
Okay - cottage & yard (gravel beds) in better shape, papers organized -
taxes, new registration for Siouxie so I can donate her -
3 day weekend was helpful. Lost Gil, Sooz, and Sushi-Ko.
Mon Feb 20. 17 II home 1pm
PBJ, glass of sake, hot shower, divided papers up: car insurance, car
ownership, Siouxie papers, tax forms, letter from Mom, misc, AARP,
etc. Also, pull plastic container from beneath bed for negatives,
others into GT box, slide carousels & projector beneath be - or - in
trunk to loan to Stacey. Or keep it out to photograph projected
slide off wall.
Feeling good. Rainy. Cold. Hot shower tried my best to own attraction to
NB, starting with early Davis GT crush. I misunderstood, she never
signaled interest beyond low level but intimate conversations
friendship, if that; what I call "cock-teasing" is little different
than attention needing/flirting I do that sometimes hints at more
and leaves people feeling rejected and hurt (not only women,
potential fiends I hide or have hidden from). So keep that in mind.
What bothers me most in others are my own traits.
So I was hurt. So what? Fuck it. Give her a call.
Mon Feb 20.17 nm
Yes, well, if it was sunny maybe I'd do an easy 7 miles in Pt Reyes, but
it's raining, yesterday & last night - cool - I dig it - trails will
be soaked for months - look into trails that don't become mud traps.
Sun Sat around a lot, some CWD - tumblr porn site/pics shares with
LR; moved Siouxie, untied/removed Cammie rack from roof. What to do
with it? Call Planned Parenthood for donation. Called Mom, she has
books to give back to me, it gets awkward because I more or less
know what's going on around my reaction to Gil's death, and
maintaining, but it's so much on my mind I tend to go on about it -
which she understands and it's cool. And what a blessing at 62 to be
able to talk to Mom @93(?), get her advice, and share my life with
her, ups-and-downs and all, snd she shares hers with me.
Drove to WF for salad bar & sake, then to BB for eggs, bananas, jelly
beans (for K), books to give/take books up street; lamp shade I
thought I'd tossed still on front seat - good news! - taped it
3 hirs cannabis, photoshop play, Sopranos clips on YouTube, my own fb
videos: Game Theory live in Philly/Hoboken/Mendo waves etc -
restless(?), up past midnight, sleep till ~7. Yummy smoothie. Good O
w/L vid. Do that regularly, good to keep juices flowing/blood
pumping. I'm only 62, if I live to 80 there will be many years with
essentially no sex drive. Mentally prepare to accept that
When young man sex was answer to most pressing concern - demanding flesh
stick - hunger that can't be denied - mental obsession - the rut -
rites of fertility. Now: Survival; ideally in comfort - roof,
warmth, food, companionship. Social Security is immediate answer,
and whoa be unto him who touches it. Landscape if littered with the
Reminder - best moment of my life, this breath - to have a life at all,
and be able to enjoy it. There is no tomorrow, much less 10 or 20
years from now. get off it and live now.
Just had an espresso & lox bagel.
Sun pm dinner WF hot bar beans/rice/chicken, BB sushi box later.
Shifting diet back to health-focus. Cut back on snacks, and get back
to after-work walks asap. It's a plan.
Game Theory rereleases not as much fun without Gil here. I don't foresee
small future GT get-togethers, not with Shelley & I at odds,
distance - Donnie in Nebraska (?) - when it gets down to it, I'm not
that interested either - but we are at least in touch. Who knows?
Miracle? Without those two - Scott & Gil - , you just have us
satellites. It was a good run GT was, & I've lived to see GT records
rereleased to some acclaim, my documentation - photos, board tapes,
videos - valued; my Big Shot support/rehearsal workspace honored,
shared pleasure with good friend Gil. And the music(!) I love,
rediscovered. Dan V has not admitted live tapes he publicly
disparaged are, for some people/reviewers, some of best stuff from
re-releases. He wouldn't come to get them, look me in eye; Gil had
to be go-between. WTF. Shelley's regrets that chicken farm Lolita
Nation release party wasn't more of a reunion (I admit to petty
schadenfreude); goes to show failure of that strategy. It failed and
now it's too late. Get off the meth. No more fighting old battles
(say it to myself first). But that also means that wire is dead. No
messages to send through if we did connect.
Gil's love/humor would have been glue/cushion to break tension at GT
reunion party. That opp probably died with him? His memorial will be
an opp to at least say hi, and maybe get a few photos. That will be
interesting and hopefully not too intense. I was totally freaked out
at Scott memorial - that was different - still in shock, father
recently died - too many old faces from Davis scene. I fell to
This will be different. Civilized. Shared grief. Polite hi & hug for
Shelley & Donnette - that's all that's required - then - mingle.
It's raining today. Not 10, 20, 30 years ago.
I am GT archivist: live tapes, photos, videos. I play that role, &
otherwise stay out of the way. Whatever they ask for, I deliver. If
they choose recordings or photos I dislike, I say nothing. Decided
early on not to be 'that guy'. Difficult. A meddler. I was/am
easiest guy they work/ed with - based on a few war stories Gil
shared. I think it would have been healing for DV to come get GT
board tapes from me face-to-face, to soothe my pride after years of
disparagement - Gil wouldn't say much, but from his lack of eye
contact and body language, there was obviously some stuff going on I
felt like, 'Why all the concern and dancing around his feelings,
what about mine?' But in the end, I did the right thing. Of course.
Okay - tap tap tap - pee, walk home, shift papers around, negatives in
box, home for slide projector, glue heads on deities, get organized.
Eat. Drink - I'm a bit dehydrated.
Sitting here at Nomad 11am is good. Thank you. Grateful. I want this.
Sun Feb 19.17 nm
Some glowing sun through clouds this morning, now overcast and sposed to
rain all day - beginning to feel like it will; so, no S Rosa for
sushi, nor Olampoli for fresh air and nature.
Sat pm BB soup/bread, then front house for 2 episodes of Deadwood
w/Buff, one hit off free dispensary joint. That worked! Great show!
Slipped a little on mud patch near trash bins, shoveled slimy mud into
bed/dump bucket of gravel on it. Caring for yard - especially! -
being able to appreciate yard's beauty, a sign of a good mental
space - this morning noted beauty/value, somewhat intellectually -
days/months/years when I innocently revel in it, are good times.
These are too. Don't hierarchy my life too much. Every breath is
good. Even hard times.
I'm generally gloomy ail the time - constantly try to bring myself up -
it's over small things, not small to me tho - big ultimate thing to
deal with is we're going to die, so how should we live?. I think
that's what religion is about, and maybe that's of interest - tho
terrifying damned to burn for all eternity child-murdering enemy
raping/slaughtering war God human sacrifice Jesus mythos is probably
not gonna fly.
Shit, at his heart maybe Hitler was a Christian, but you have to ignore
all his crimes; religion, ignore all our crimes and corruption, and
focus on our core message of love. Yes, but... too much baggage, too
many things to ignore.
How about for next read - The Bible? Might be cool. Youthful memories -
references in our culture etc.
Lots - at least 40 - of armed robberies in South Berkeley -
recently on my walk to BART, Woolsey & Shattuck - that dark
block: a.) Leave important papers home, b.)
cards/phone/camera hidden hidden on body, c.) decoy wallet
with BART/library card and $100(?). Point is - don't carry important
papers - auto insurance/tax forms on my shoulder hippie bag, and
maybe carry credit cards etc somewhere else on body. Good idea.
Difficulty connecting with people at moment - grief and tenderness,
sensitive, fearful - hard to tell - I'm withdrawn into myself a bit
as I process loss of Gil: he really isn't ever coming back, I may
not be following soon after - Appeal of Scott/Gil/Robert Death
Triptych Mythos - ; I could be around for a long time, there could
be decades for all I know - will I make 82 like Buff has, why not?
But melodramatic defining my life based on loss of loved ones is not
wise - yesterday I had a seeing my life as 'Before Gil/After Gil'.
No. It's: Born, Live, Die. That's the ticket. The living part is
what matters. It is not heartless to move on with my life - Gil did
not ask me to mourn him (we mourned while he was alive); he asked us
to look after Stacey. I've raised ~$25K for her - not bad! - and I
was there for him. My healing will take place organically, I needn't
form a cult or make a burnt offering, nor suffer survivor's guilt.
I'm checking to make sure I did my duty to him. Okay - that's worthy. But
also be easy on myself, no self-aggrandizing for doing it. Doing
one's duty is required, doesn't need praise. Okay? Okay. Middle
child, I want a lot of attention, it is who I am, can't help that,
so don't punish myself for wanting attention for this. It's cool.
I'm doing fine. Note - however - to calm that hunger - that a small
handful of people who matter, know. They know because they were
there, or cared, or whatever. I don't need to draw attention to
myself. It's all cool.
This 'over-thinking' is how I cope with life.
Missing him is not required, it is a given. In the long run I'll be a
better person. Lessons are; painful, nothing new.
Yeah yeah - to future Robert if I ever read this years from now - I
know it's good. That's want this blog is for, to let my
'over-active' mind unwind, spew it out, look for anything important,
neurotic repetitions/redundancies to look into further. I know what
I'm doing here.
Sat yesterday was pretty good, I made a list, got it all done,
household stuff like lamp/welcome mat, gravel, food from BB, taped
up headlight casing, ate good food, evening with Buff Deadwood and
pot - excellent! Maybe too soon for Eric visit - next week may be
better, more time to get my head on straight, less withdrawn.
My mind keeps going to alcohol - why not have shots of Brandy/sake around,
something to do? - something to ease discomfort. What's
ache/weakness in left elbow? Knees? yes - it's grief, and what I
need to do is keep walking through it. It's a metaphor for
continuing to live and love after others have died. Alright?
It's a first for me, I know people have whole families die on them, Eric's
Dad, Gil's parents, Karen's bf, Dad's brother, etc etc etc. Endless
- in my life and in history. It would be good to have the wisdom to
know that, grasp it, so I don't have to be surprised every time.
Some still center of love that is not affected, not because it's
cold/unfeeling in a selfish way, or maybe just so. But something
solid. What some people look to religion for, and for me ocean and
Kay - done here.
Today: get food for tomorrow/President's Day. Sort paperwork. Look into
donating Siouxie to Planned Parenthood. Org cottage. Get life
together. Call Mom?
Grateful for job, cottage, yard, friends, housemates, savings,
mental health, physical health, car, photoshop/visual play, music,
reading, neighborhood, friendship with mother, settled relationship
with father, teeth fixed, respect and responsibilities at work - esp
photography and training, Nomad cafe, Starry Plough, sobriety, lack
of major debilitating vices. Note - mental/physical health
- Attention - that comes from eating a healthy diet.
Sat Feb 18.17 home pm
Mid-east WF salad bar lunch, Ashby lumber for doormat, glue (for deity
heads), 2 bags of gravel - for backyard slippery mud; Urban Ore for
$15 lamp (turned out to be sucky weak Ikea lamp); Asian Hardware for
bathroom tile cleaner, clear weather proof tape from front headlight
plastic someone busted for no reason; BB for food, salad,
chicken/ride, soup, jelly beans (for Karen!).
At home dumped gravel in yard, shoveled mud, taped headlight, ate
chicken/rice. Buff bachelor tonight, heading in shortly to smoke pot
Still lots to do - but a good start.
Feeling depressed this afternoon - as I get back into normal life groove,
the depression is more apparent. watch where I go - like with Scott,
it e.g., affects my concentration while driving - just be careful.
Work is going very well - much happier without Taf - more engaged with
other CSS people. Feel secure.
Anything can happen to anyone. It's good to be prepared.
Shelley reappeared as fb friend. Good.
Sat Feb 18.17 nm
Ok - here we go - a day with no plans, but plenty to do
Cottage doormat, organize tax papers, organize car papers. Collect things
to send to UK - papers for K. Clean cupboard pot shelf. Pile of
cameras and crap under book shelf - do something! Find a home for
slide projector/slide boxes I no longer need - unless to
project/shoot put together filmed slideshow? Other things will come
to me. I have a box of solar-powered blue lights to string
Lots of rain - storming in LA - so no hikes.
I am isolated - it frightens me - don't like to hike alone, don't like to
watch movies alone - doing things alone, it sends the signal that
I'm a loser reject. Except, according to mom, I've always been this
way. Combination of things. Anyway, I feel pretty happy. I'm doing
something right. Start by loving myself unconditionally, then work
on rest - but start from a point of self-love.
Don't worry about retirement, or 10 years from now - I have this second,
this breath, this day, maybe. I woke up in my comfortable bed which
I built, made a smoothie of berries, fruit, eggs, hemp milk, magic
green powder. Not on meds of any sort. No gambling, alcohol or
If you get 2 months:
Quit your job immediately
Let everyone know
Distribute cash and property
Bad news, he didn't want to die - it makes me sad - "I'm too young to
die!" That was years ago - I keep thinking 7 years - yes, 2001
diagnosed & treated for prostate, joined Rain Parade, bone prognosis
2013, quit RP 2014. He wanted to make 60.
Things like paying co-pay day in emergency room for vertigo/nausea, that
sent a message to Gil, and Stacey - you are not alone, someone is
looking after you, when your lives are falling apart, someone is
helping take care of small things; when you are gone, someone will
be looking after your widow. It wasn't about money, it was about
love and caring and willingness to act. You need me to take day off
work and come over? Be right there.
Ah, then there's whole big world out here/there - don't wallow in hole,
there's nothing here - what comes out of it is renewed connections,
fresh viewpoints, strength, resilience, appreciation, etc. Well, one
We were lucky - ironically - ; for years, months, esp in weeks after 1-2
months diagnosis, unknown was oppressive: will we get call he
has died (of a heart attack?) middle of night, or wind up in a
hospital hooked up to machines and tubes for a long time? Going
fast, with time for loved ones to get there, be present & supportive
for he & Stacey - that was fortunate. WTF. Such a gift. There was no
question, happened organically, we left what we were doing and came;
palliative care nurse Jennifer's presence was invaluable -
unimaginable without her, for her experience, calm,
friendship/support for Stacey.
I'm thinking about Sat - Sun?, before the Tues he died. I
visited, we moved furniture around, he was out of it, irritable, I
was trying to stay out of the way, not complicate things - just be
there. Made him laugh with can of vegetable and 'penis' soup. Last
gentle hug, kiss on head, he was drugged up, but always seemed
But - dissecting ever last minute, day, week is not helpful. Really. It
was part of a 33-yr friendship - overlapping large chunks of both
our lives. Bands, marriage, divorces, collaborations, shared
housing, Twin Peaks, pot and movies/TV/music. Ups and downs.
So let it be all of it, not just his illness/death. There were 7 years
when he was ill, we still had our friendship, movies, sushi, a
couple of Nicasio BBQ shows - Asleep at the Wheel, that Austin trio
- , good times.
This thing - Gil's death's impact - is not end of world. Huge hit for
Stacey. Be available for her - and it will help me, hopefully both
of us, to meet and chat and be supportive. Shared grieving. Death is
not to be defined, nor comprehended, understood - losing a friend is
just a negative - there's no good in it, don't go looking for it.
Yeah - I'll learn to take my lashing and like it - , but in the end
it makes me and my world colder. Look - this is why people get
spiritual - not to take only lessons of coldness from death.
"Death...the opposite is desire. So do you wonder?"
But desire brought her to disgrace and ruin. Lesson - do not use death/s
to excuse abusing myself or those around me; answer is not to
indulge in hedonism, use my friends and acquaintances for hedonism
and pornographic pleasures - find vitality in nature, physical
exertion, healthy food and good wholesome company and activities.
Get some sushi-ko.
A little brandy in the cottage - why not?
Tidy front yard a bit?
Peanut butter jam sandwiches as snacks? At work?
Home now for mid-eastern WF salad bar & coconut.
$70 at WF last night - for deodorant toothpaste, berries, pudding, eggs -
Gil's death - shock/pain/attention will fade and I can go back to my quiet
Let it happen. I can't control it. Breath.
Rice and fish around cottage. Use the rice cooker.
Fri Feb 17.17 home rain
Drove cammy to WF for berries, eggs bread pudding etc.
I've lost someone I got high, drank beer, sake, sushi with. Such a rich
history, Game Theory, video, photos, Taylor, music, videos, yard -
cats - Stacey Scott - Karen - then me in cottage them in condo - he
helped me keep up in Shelley, was our contact - we talked about
everything - it was a big deal, almost a minor betrayal when I held
back some k/A UK info for a year - when I told them Stacey said
Looked at alcohol #WF, beer? Sake? Wine? Cognac? Nah - alcohol is what I
I'm more messed up about this than I realize, getting better, work is okay
- took pics with new camera at lunchtime alumni talk, person who
asked for them loved them - start taking pics at all events - it's a
good gig, I like it, will learn camera, keeps me employed - plus,
yes, learning camera is a good skill, and who know? Maybe personal
Anyway - yes, no more sushi with G&S... bummer.
Fill the hole with love and light. Fill it with nothing. Replace it with
nothing. Move on. Live.
Reading Gil's prog drummer Bruford autobio - fun..
Gil & Scott were Game Theory - serious talents - pros - I was
photographer, sometimes driver, 5th Beatle, always there - some good
work, some bad - did my best. We were - something - that Starry
Plough pic of 3 of us - history - Davis, Big Shot, tours, video,
Taylor - album covers - drums - songs. Bam - boom - gone.
Fucking gloomy - have to do something about that. Bummer if it's
always so sad, and we can't enjoy the great music. Scott 53. Gil 60.
Okay - sad - young. But they left great music.
Shelley blocked me on fb. I recently unblocked a few people, including
Boona, artist girl offended by lady boy pics/complained to Gil.
Friended Shelley & Chris - a small step. Maybe it's too painful and
she doesn't want to see GT photos? Because I said on GoFundMe Taylor
were some of the best days of our lives? Doesn't want me tagging
her? No idea. Don't assume. None of my business. I have defenses up.
Tear them down. Forgive myself. Let it go. Let go. It has nothing to
do with me now.
Let go of Dad, LRY, High School, street life, Davis, car life, Big Shot
photo lab, marriage.
Hang into life - Mom, Karen, Eric, visit Marge & John, Lo.
Well, this is going nowhere - gonna take time - I'm eating like a pig
- eating good greens/veggies/fish/fruit - then tons of snacks -
knock it off - back on health food wagon. Days getting longer - walk
over hills after work - fun! Get back in shape. I have been staying
around town after Gil went into hospice - to be near in case they
needed me. Been a while since ocean, redwoods, Eric etc.
2nd week of April is in 2 months - start making plans.
Donate Siouxie to Planned Parenthood.
Things to do.
3-day weekend. Nice.
Lots and lots of rain.
Body aches - left elbow, sometimes knees, ankles - usually come and go - I
suspect it's grief/stress related.
Been eating boxes of cookies - I feel best when I'm not overweight, can
get out more, more energy.
Made the two videos to promote I Am Atomic Man - I know they sucked, but
at least I tried.
So Apr 2013, Scott dies. Then Dad. Then Jan 2017 Gil dies - not quite 4
years after Scott. I hope fate isn't going to get poetic on me and
go for all three. That's to make too much out of us three. We did
represent a thing, Gil & my love and dedication to Scott. So,
I can still act on it - giving my photos to the GT rereleases.
Anyway. How 'bout letting me keep some male friends. They are so
important and valuable.
Thu Feb 16.16 nm
Rain, lots of it last night - Wed in early to get to video
edit/photo/training - , tired last night, sleep ~9:30, woke ~6:30 -
Lots of cookies - really need to get on the path of no/few carbs, more
veggies - maybe part of solution is to bring healthy/veggie snacks
to work. Carrots? Apple? Eat apples.
Anyway - video, training, photo all went well - I enjoyed them and got
them done. worked well with everyone. Cool.
3-day weekend coming up - coast? Eric? Marge & John? Get paper work
- car insurance, Siouxie paperwork, taxes - sorted out.
Wed Feb 15.17 nm
Woke up feeling 'good' this morning - most natural and 'happy' I've felt
in months - since we got the 1-2-month hospice prediction. Hop out
of bed, feeling rested, ready to move, smoothies, Nomad.
Gil's last months, that when I became my father - setting aside
unimportant neurosis and personal stuff vendettas to be completely
present and available for Gil & Stacey's needs. Cold on the surface,
generous with financial aid & time. And of course making wise
statements - "He's more alive in us now than he is in that clay."
"The best thing a friend can hope for is to be able to help a
friend." - spreading the news, and writing details to share.
Newspaper man. I was more stable and present - at least, I seemed so
to myself - than I thought possible. During the most important days
of his life, I did not fail. So, that's reassuring.
Espresso & buttered bagel.
I'm eating a lot! Snacking all day at work on peanuts, cereal, etc. Get on
track - not with negative restrictions, but with positive attitude
Getting close to 20K for Stacey - True West's Russ T gave 500, Rain
Parade's John Thoma gave 250 - I wept and sent picture of him
shaking hands good-bye with Gil @Aug 2014 Brick & Mortar gig.
LR sent nice note in Valentine Day.
Not a peep from LndyD - dunno - I'm supposing she may have read this blog,
decided she wanted out, it wasn't enough. We talked it through weeks
ago, she said she wanted what I was offering, but peps are allowed
to change their minds.
As I talk to others, and their family and other personal pain sorrow
tragedies isolation illness death of friends family come up I know I
know I get it - but when yr feeling yr own - well, it makes me aware
of how others' pain looks to me - sincere but distant concern from
me - so yeah, they know I'm hurting, but they can't et under my skin
to feel it, nor should they, nor should I try to explain. Just say,
it's tough, thanks for asking. Yeah.
Learning. Leaning on cultural norms.
Tue work busy w/video editing/couple of complex theme jobs, 1 other
- was concerned about ability to deal with pressure and focus, but
aside from annoyance with one client who sent same theme back ~5-6x,
got it done okay, helped people, answered questions. Manager who
offered me her cam lens to shoot Partner/Mgr portraits, I had said
'no thanks', then emailed Mon explained had family emergency,
couldn't focus, so yes please may I borrow the lens for get
shallower depth of field. Awkward situation - how much to say? - I
did the best I could. It's fine - I mean, I did okay in
Up early, in early to get video done, afternoon photo/train expert VP 2-4.
Lv 5:30 - days getting longer, warmer, yard beginning to bloom, tree
in back blossoming white petals.
It makes me sad Gil dying, being sick for so long, seeing people missing
him, having regrets. Say what I have to say to everyone I have
something to say to. Avoid avoidable regrets. Plus, it is right
thing to do. Avoid pain to get me moving, but doing right thing for
right reason fundamentally satisfying.
Okay. Work. Check in w/Stacey. Call Marge & John. Talk to Jeff @work about
2017 vacation days. Do taxes. Visit Eric, have sushi.
I'm okay. My tasks are few. As you get bolder and start to really
appreciate yr old friends, losing two is no fun. But Sooz
called last night at work and we did quick catch-up, that worked
fine. So yes - Tuesday night calls. Let it - if it decides to
- evolve on its own.
Mon Feb 13.17 nm
"You know our friend fought a tough battle before his body gave in to
injury. His goofy, happy, loving uplifting soul lives on. If you met
him, not knew him, just met him. He treated you like he knew you. I
just needed to say it to one who knows."
Sun After laundry/Subway sandwich, hung in bed, party in front
house, ~4:30 two children in yard, finding pennies in gravel, Buff
calls out to come in and have chili. Stepping out, cautiously to not
frighten children, who turn out to be Lisa Chvez's - I don't
recognize her at first - saw her last ~1992(?) at Taylor, then ~8yrs
ago at Hobbit Beer making in Fairview backyard. So really, last time
she was ~18 and I was ~39? We shared war stories, parent relations,
Scott/Gil - diff between good and not so good deaths, and good
things that can come of them, important things to learn. DJ showed
her Frida/gun and Patti/Frida on internet. Good to reconnect with
someone from - Game Theory days really - sis Felecia worked with
Shelley at Albany Sauna ~1989(?), Felecia modeled, met family, Lisa
~12? After divorce & Dad left called it Estrogen Manor. Came to our
parties - part of our network - drunk over there a few times during
last out of control late 30s years in unhappy marriage/job etc. Shot
Flea seems like quite a few times - one of those "(unspoken) I know
we don't get along great, but (spoken) I need you for these ideas.",
usually for body/sexy pics where model has to be vain and want to
expose her body/part, pose Bettie Page style sexy), and she'd do it
for her own reasons. Cool. Some of those times may have been based
on my sexual desire, but I always tried to do good photos, even if
they were sexy photos. I had ideas. Never lied someone into posing
nude when all I really wanted was to see them naked.
Lisa & I 2x shot some 'modeling' style pics. Some awkwardness during my
post-divorce mid-life crisis; she was cute, smart, partying etc.
That was 20 years ago, another life.
Now it's cool and healing to find my and DJ/Buff networks overlapping. She
looks great, more like her mom, fun to talk to - always was - , two
lovely children, chasing each other around the backyard paths while
she & I catch up about what's happened in last eight years, just
like adults. And sordid past of divorce/drugs/bad scenes not
forgotten, but accepted as just life; and if we lived through them,
evolved, learned - then all good.
Told her to say 'hi' to her sister for me.
Oroville dam weak, overflowing, 100,000 evacuate.
Hang a bit after w/DJ/Buff, Tigress (?) dancer - eggnog, 2 bowls of chili.
When people invite you to come over, come over. Even if it's awkward
and I never get invited again, it's better than staying at home and
never taking chances. And now, it's a necessity. Accept offers of
friendship. Accept help.
Karen's point is - if I ever needed to ask someone for help, Sooz & G&S
were two friends I could count on. Losing G&Sooz - just reminds me
how alone and vulnerable we humans all are. Be strong. Have
contingency plans. Look into trailer parks in Ft Bragg. Keep in my
heart empathy for Mom and all others who have lost dear ones. Don't
be depressed and morbid, but also don't be empty-headed.
Eating good healthy food and walking around SF and parks for exercise are
both good. Maybe a good bike? See if I can fit bike into trunk.
Clean out Cammie trunk. Donate Siouxie to some liberal cause like
Get moving. Check in w/Stacey, but also get on with my life.
Come in, say hi, visit - don't crowd, or insert myself, be careful to be
respectful with women, my inclination to ask for nudes may be honest
and even sincerely out-of-the-box artistic, but it's still a trigger
for most women. Consider that.
Cell phone with facetime for K&Xo?
Still sinking in - gonna take along time to know what it is that Gil is
dead. For however long I live, Gil is not here. I saw him go, got to
help, had personal strength to help - I was scared, what if I
couldn't deal and stayed away? - , was able to give last love from
Karen & I, say goodbye. I keep thinking about positives to keep away
the pain. But negatives - deal with them, too. I will miss him as
long as I live. It hurts in places I can't quite see.
Back to work.
Sun Feb 12.17 II home bed 3:30
At home heated up BB chicken/noodles, called mom, I caught myself
rambling, bringing subject back to me/Gil's death - self-centered as
I am, even more so about this big event. I will do best I can, but
it is about me, and that's okay - for each individual it is about
their loss. Just don't expect, demand or swindle extra attention for
it. We all got our problems. Suck it up. Help Stacey. Take care of
my mental health. Don't drink. Visit friends. Connect to
Did laundry, lunch at Subway.
Now I'm alone today, feeling sad, a little scared about whole "being alone
and old" thing. S'okay - feel my feelings. Life can be hard - alone
or not. Have to take care of oneself. Prob not gonna go into front
house party - not feeling very social - need to get in touch with
these feelings and process, learn, accept. It's normal.
And.. ? Rest. Eat good food. Take care of myself.
Point is, it's okay for life to be hard, and sad. Should expect nothing
else. Look at all people in much more difficult situations than
mine. I have roof, friends, food, job, health. Focus on positive.
Learn how to get through. I can do this. As Mom said "It sucks!" -
but there's lots to enjoy.
Sun Feb 12.17 nm 11am
Too eventful to get even a small amount down -
Sat shower, breakfast heated up BB chicken noodle bowl, to Monique
& Dominique, Julia and Francesca's (now teens who will converse with
me) house to hang w/K, to 4th St press to drop keys etc, back at
Dom/Mon's take snaps in their apt in progress, great place to shoot
nudes if situation arises! - walk to breakfast place in West Berk,
steak & eggs, share bites K's pancakes & my potatoes - walk back
with Dom while K&M drive. Visitor Chris drops by to day hi, K packs,
talk, gave Mon bar of Filthy Cock soap. Printed gifts from Mon & K,
Monopoly and other stuff for me to mail to UK.
K&I big hug, I love you's, don't go, please stay! Understood argument
about Frida/gun pic was situational, missing each other's point,
emotional about Gil, her sick, us both tired etc. No problem, maybe
good for me to feel she now understands, for her to understand me,
and to have talked it through.
Lv for Oak airport ~3:30 - heavy traffic on 80, light as expected
on 880, we make it fine, drop he off, park, run in meet, she's
getting sicker and feeling crappy, meds at airport store, cognac at
airport bar. Hugs, goodbyes, love you's, take care of yourself from
(she seemed concerned, esp. about my isolation with Gil&Sooz gone, and
- yes - I should take concrete steps to get out more etc. Maybe
volunteer somewhere? Don't assume rest of my life will be lonely and
alone etc. Don't overdo the 'well, I'm a introvert' give-up. Be
friends with those who would have me as a friend. Etc.)
- beautiful weather,, finally after week of overcast cold & rain - Sooz's
car runs great and is more comfy, better than Siouxie, made day go
more smoothly. It was good to have talked about abandonment issues
the night before - difficulty for me of her leaving, in light of
Anyway, we had time to talk about lots, including her & my friendship,
calling each other best friends and what those words mean.
So good - a last day with lots of time in each other's presence, alone
time to talk, play (photos), check-in etc. Last weekend we spent
time together she jetlagged, me distracted by Gil's recent
death/Stacey support/my own grieving, Sooz's departure, new car - so
visit, quarrel, Sat breakfast/drive to airport, chat at
airport etc. Good.
We meant to smoke Gil's last cig together, but since she was sick, said
take it to UK and smoke it there.
Wish we'd had more time, she said she cried about Gil for 2 days, I did
not have time enough to hear her out about her Gil grief. I'm sure
it's okay - but maybe a Skype soon?
Call Sooz - she doesn't like email - call. Even from work?
Drive home easy - smoke ~5 cigs, sushi box, sleep ~9:30 for ~11hrs. Ants
on my rag -gah!
Today: Small load of laundry - bed clothes?
Week before Gil died: Tues leave work to spend day in emergency
room with G&S. Days of heavy rains, roof leaking heavily into my
bed, shorted out multi-plug - danger! - , caused tension with
DJ/Buff, I said this has to be dealt with now - prioritize!
- , my best friend is dying of bone cancer, an electrical
fire could kill me (I didn't say that but assumed it
was obvious) and I can't deal with a leaking roof now. "All I
want to hear is you understand the New Normal is that Robert
doesn't get rained on, and this (pointing at wet bed covered
with soaked towels) is intolerable!" He understood.
Last 3 weeks since Gil died Tues Jan 24:
No work for 4 days;
Sat Jan 29 lunch with Stacey discuss her $ needs, write check,
agree to GoFundMe site; I think that was day man came to put goop on
skylight for $250, Buff said I could help pay if I wanted, I did not
Sun Jan 30 tears, bottle of sake, most of Gil's last pack of
Over week multiple visits with Sooz for goodbyes' car handover she leaves
Wed Feb 1. One last short visit Tues pm, she gives me
bottle of expensive tequila - one small glass/night, one of Gil's
valiums/night. Careful. Sleep well. No cannabis.
My world is a little smaller, accepting that people leave and you keep
putting one foot in front of the other, is part of growing up. What
doesn't kill me makes me stronger. People get strongest at broken
places. This is normal. Live through it.
Poor Gil died young - 60 is not old. (remember this, I'm 62, vital and
healthy - don't put weight of Old tag on myself). But he
lived to see himself loved, acclaimed, applauded and honored both as
person, worker and musician. He died surrounded by people who loved
him who he loved. For me - He & I got to exchange words of love -
from both I & Karen - on his death bed, hours before he died with my
hand in his leg. Much comfort in that. My last words to him, "Gil,
it's Robert. I'm going to let the nurse in. I love you!" Robert
is here. He's bringing a nurse. Words of comfort. Anything you
want to give to a friend, has to happen while they are alive. I did
not sense any life in him in hours after he died, as his body got
cold, I felt fear.
Okay - I wouldn't mind a few days/weeks of quiet now.
Leaky roof tension
Day in emergency room
New car from Sooz
Set up GoFundMe page
Today. Be here now.
Sat Feb 11.17 nm
Talked w/K on phone for ~20mins last night and got clear on the trouble -
he exasperation comes across to me as I'm doing something wrong, not
making $$ off this, invalidating my reasons for not gambling time/$$
on a venture likely as not to fail or barely break even. Adding to
that timing that's she's leaving and I want to see her but too
Feeling better, trouble getting to sleep, all tense and withdrawn - felt
like I was gonna make myself sick, morbid thoughts, normal in
circumstances, but don't wanna go there overmuch - worked on feeling
my whole body experiencing the world - maybe slept ~3-7? Enough to
get by. I can tell I'm still tense and emotional.
IM'd w/K this morning - fine - abandonment issues: Gil dies, Sooz leaves,
K leaving today. After that I can deal with Gil's death more. It
could be way way worse I know, still this is upsetting: I'm sad
she's going, that Gil died, and Sooz left town.
Okay - let it work itself out. It's not the end of the world.
Work fun & good, training, helping clients in dept in real-time, quick
support scanning passport style pics to specific size, running to
people's desks, bringing old CDs of offsite movies to Alumni girl,
taking photos, supporting fresh-hire with no company experience -
paying special attention - good for him, for company and my
reputation. Got facepages done after 6-week break, talked to
Recruiting about training issues - my vacation fits nicely between 2
sets of hires, but LA is wild card, uncertain if question of my not
being able to do 1-day LA trips is 100% settled. I am prepared to
make my case, and all day long I prove my dedication and status as
high-value Human Resource. Oughta be fine.
Have a few things to do: taxes, State for last year, set up power of
attorney (?), random list of learning, new work camera, have a few
ideas for training pages - placing labels, org charts, etc. Visit
Eric next week?
Made a 4-calendar page for years planned PTOs - WV visit in April, 4-day
WEF weekend, 9 days Jun/Jul to Oregon, and 4-day Jazz/Blues weekend.
Want to sit down w/dept Mgr J and see what is up, because I'm not
sure, and uncertainty is no good. Bring upfront, understanding,
flexible is best. Not being able, or being pressured not to take
vacations for another year is not okay. They let me take them last
year, it was mostly Taf's unexpected departure that screwed up my WV
plans. Anticipate they will work with me. Anticipate friendliness.
I'm good. It's good. Pain of change is normal. At my age, pain of losing
friends is normal. Life is good.
K - espresso, shower, drive K to airport ~2pm? 10:09am now.
Fri Feb 10.17 home 6:40pm
Bad timing to be sore, angry about an argument - showing Frida gun etc to
Dom/Dom daughter, K brought up $ could be made, I pushed back, so we
argued, and what it sounded ultimately like - as that particular
argument always does, is I'm a failure - because I feel how I do and
don't think odds are good that lots of $$ was in offing. So she
mentioned I wouldn't have got anything at all without help of her
friends (debatable), then brings angrily (if it sounds like, looks
like, feels like anger...) Blue into it - wants to hit me in the
face over and over.
Um, a) - don't be so aggressive about it in front of your friends, b) It's
a sensitive subject to bring up at all and c.) my best fiends died
of bone cancer a couple weeks ago after years of suffering and it's
not a good time to be attacking me, letting me know you see me as a
loser. Like Kristine did with Scott. Yes.
Apparently she has no clue why I might be upset. Understandable, she
tired, jet lagged, high pressure life right now etc. But come on -
apologize please. At least show some understanding.
So what to do? After work, drove to BB for berries/dinner, & next door Walmart looking
unsuccessfully for a new doormat. K's IM'ing saying they could use a
lift, or can Uber, am I okay? No, I'm not. Maybe a cigarette would help. I'm
feeling how I do when she brings up K as victim of S's emotional
distance: he was my fucking friend and he committed suicide,
radioactive, don't go there. I get into a 'fuck off' mood around
that stuff, understandably, as she does with Ant.
I think she was mean and insulting, bringing Blue into it was a
unnecessary mistake. Sensitive esp right now - yes. Bad timing, since this is
her last night and I was planning to drive her to Oak airport
tomorrow. Anyway, I saw her last night, and Tuesday, and over the
weekend - so one missed night is no big deal, it'll be good for her
to have time with her friends. I don't want to go, is bottom
line, and I'm angry, so there's not point in hanging out and being
See how I feel tomorrow. Don't add pressure of this being "the last
night" - have a night alone - maybe I also just need some time alone, to deal with
Gil's death, I have not really done that, having spent a week or so
focused on Stacey, then this last week focused on Karen - yes,
yesterday I was beginning to feel loss of Gil more directly, then
this bullshit came up last night, reminded me of bad times,
insults, fear of failure, pressure to do things I don't think I can
do, don't really care to do, don't have time or skills to do -
discomfort and anger.
Having that fight in front of her friend made it - more painful.
Just IM'd K a couple sentences about how I'm feeling. See what happens.
Her phone dying, may not see it till later. Have a smoke, that may
help. And having said something. Been angry about it all day -
actually, I was pretty angry about it when I left D&D's last night.
So 24hr anger. Been trying to let go. Ready now?
I am ready to - I need to deal with the loss of Gil. And Suzanne. Sigh.
Thurs Feb 9.17 nm
That Plough photo of Gi, Scott & I from 3mos before Scott's suicide - Feb
2013 - Karen came into town, after work my street was blocked by
police action, I was fucking exhausted, needed nap, taxied to
Dom/Dom's where K was staying, dinner, taxied back but stopped in
Plough at midnight to say hi, take pics, hear talk of a Game Theory
album with Gil, Corner Laughers bassist Khoi, Joe/Sue producing, my
photos - oiled gears slid into motion.
They were my artistic collaborators - my playmates - art is my play - With
Scott photos, but he also took some of my musical advice, seemed to
be excited when I gave it, even when it was 'wrong', thank you for
that Scott - ; and Gil, photos, we did Shiny Wet Parts music,
drawings made into videos - OJ! - , live action videos, edited '88
tour video together stoned out of our minds yet it came out okay he
saw me do my weird gyrating tilted in space button punching to time
edits to perfection, yet it came out good. Of course it did. Those 2
played with me.
In my adult life I make up for my isolated youth. That's my excuse anyway
- we all suppress things when we are young: violence, theft,
rudeness, sex - as adults we do the things we didn't do when we were
young: violence, theft, rudeness, sex.
Point is - they were my friends - and collaborators, and playmates.
There's no one else like them, no friend I can look back on and say
- here is an artistic product/project we created together. There are
good friends with whom intimacies are shared, movies are watched,
music festivals are attended, drives are driven, beaches explored,
difficult times supported, meals eaten, living space shared, alcohol
consumed, good advice given, secrets kept safe, place to sleep
offered - those are as important - but the people who valued my
artistic/creative strengths and wanted to work with me, use
that - well, what a gift to me. Lucky bastard. Now that is over -
- as my youth goes, maybe the creative collaboration would have was fading
anyway. But those two.. well, good-bye, thank you, we were a
creative team for a moment I see that photo and see a core of
dedicated love for Game Theory/Scott. Other musicians came and went
then lost touch - Gil & I loved Scott and never lost touch - until
the last years when he was isolated in his marriage.
Anyway - okay - Wed - didn't see Karen.
Tues in-out early ~4pm, home, picked K up from Richmond,
re-explored book artists' tables, brought her sushi, call Stacey,
hang with Dexter, 99 Ranch for Hong Kong dinner including jook (rice
porridge w/white fish & white pepper - etc yum!!). I try to hang
back, keep quiet, let girls do girl-talk and have quality K*S time;
if Gil was there we'd have done guy-talk. I walked solo behind.
That's cool. Karen crashing from jet-lag/work. Drop her off Doms'
Couple trainings to day at work - 1st since Gil died - been 2 weeks? He
knew he was gonna die and all he asked for was no pain and for us to
take care of Stacey. The GoFundMe jumped from 15K Fri to
almost 17 yesterday. Nice.
Long'ish art IM's with Tessa last week, Wed. Some about erotica but
smart and organic. Cool. We share about pieces, find source,
exchange art info. Fun.
I have not really sat down with myself and explored what this all means to
me on a daily basis. Been distracting with work and Stacey's
GoFundMe. What Gil wanted.
But what does it mean to me, to lose my fiend Gil, and also Sooz moving to
Oregon - 14hr drive - no more weekly visits, talk and Cheeto. Karen
mentioned it briefly Tues pm - she was concerned, who do I
have left nearby? Buff& DJ. Eric in Santa Rosa. Stacey. Tom. Those
are emergency folks - good to have them near. But Sooz & Gil I saw
regularly, now gone.
I may want/need to take steps to avoid negative impact of isolation. But
what? It may be I'll organically be sending out shoots to other
people, more time for others I get along with, organically
instinctively not be overbearing or needy. Online friends from Davis
Days - LR, LD etc. Nan?
Thing is, to acknowledge loss, honor empty space, not pretend it doesn't
hurt, make me feel more lonely, vulnerable etc. Open my mind to it -
be positive - look for positive steps to take going
forward - but acknowledge the loss. It is major and painful.
Okay - 8:42 - home for work prep soon.
Mon Feb 6.17 nm
Sun up ~8, Nomad - Karen/Dom's ~10:30 - hungry - I can usually get
away with a smoothie, then snacks at work till 2pm, but need more
current circumstance, Gil grief and K in town. On way to Richmond
book fair we pull off at Solano, breakfast place near top,
really good breakfast, more time to chat about both our lives, look
at her photos of Art friends, easy drive & park to Richmond book
event she is photographing, overcast, sea birds squawking, amazing
view of SF! I hang for an hour, walk through all the art book
publisher aisles 2x, have coffee, but feeling like I need to get
back to bed. Partially because LD's Sat night calls stressed me,
made me lose sleep - need to consider if that deal worth it. Fel
sad, want to hang with K for hours, but queasy ill body feeling says
get home, to bed.
So home, to bed, ~6 gonna walk to BB, but WTF drive, 1 minute later
downpour, so driving is good. Sushi, berries, jelly beans pudding
Had talked a bout picking up K ~8:30, or coming over for soup, but she had
ride home and was wiped out, and I didn't mind staying in, tho I
always want to take advantage of times to see her.
Weekend was so broke up: Nap after work Fri then dinner at
Dom&Doms - Sat pick up K, Rockridge AAA/DMV Sooz's car, 4th
St Mac Store, Mexican lunch, browse stores, - something else -
evening, hang at Dom&Dom just K&me for a couple hours catching up;
Sun drive her to book show, hang. we may not see each other
again, not alone anyway, but we did have several times, which we/she
did on purpose. So good. Thank you Karen, in spite of exhaustion,
for making time for me.
Drive last night in rain, or super early this morning for 5min drive to
campus would have been silly, not really quality time. Maybe an hour
or so after work this week, to see Stacey? Just see if it can be
made to happen. But maybe it can't.
Found some cool Ex Libris erotica Sun, shared with a few Art friends who
Couple macro jelly bean and abalone selfies to certain friends.
Evening, after picking up/visiting K was called off for rain, alternative
ride & exhaustion: pot, light show, youtube history of Godfather,
bucket of pudding & whole bag of jelly beans.
Up - best to nip that in bud - I need to grieve over Gil - grieve, don't
get fat and unhealthy or drink over it. Finished Sooz's good tequila
one small glass/day, finished Gil's cigs except for one last one for
Now - deal with Siouxie, donate to Planned Parenthood if I can, do taxes,
get pile of papers in order. Get iPad mini, maybe also iPhone if I
can get a deal. I can afford 4100/month if I have to.
But start saving again - $$ to Stacey took a bite, and still poss K will
need 10. So, be good.
2hr training this afternoon.
Sun Feb 5.17 nm
Sat pm ~7 Karen IM'd - I was already in bed, dressed drove to
Peter's 4th St studio, where party she was photographing was ending.
Dark not safe neighborhood, glad I went for her tho Dom/Dom house
only ~5 blocks away; corner market for fun food for D/D - stopped in
talked till ~9 - that was good, our first real chill time alone
comfortable inside to talk about UK
house/divorce/Gil/Sooz/money/court/Xo/Lo/my job/iPads/trust funds
everything. And I could focus on her & I, a step away from Gil/Sooz
grief etc. Confirmation Xo is very aware of Sooz and I as people in
her life; she is not a child now, but a young adolescent, but still
birthday videos are a good thing.
Gassed Cam for first time.
Bringing Gil's last cigarette for us to share.
At home more IM w/DL, sent pic while I was out, but didn't like it, I did,
tho gave artistic advice (natural vs. electric light) we chatted,
she emotional unhappy. Called 3x, landline & cell, after I was
falling into asleep. Uh. No. Do I need to say it? Yes. Don't dick
around. Best to be frank in this potentially volatile situation.
Just IM'd and did my best to be friendly but draw boundary.
Unannounced calls at highly emotional times are not part of our
weird friendship - calls are not off table. But I think our thing is
mainly going to stay online. There's too much temptation, that
powerful sexual stuff drags emotions in with it, that will not do
any good. I want this not that. Rather than drag that in I will do
without. We know this. It is fun playing online doctor. We are too
different in too many ways to make it. Big mistake. You know -
there's also - if I have to think about it this much, maybe it's a
mistake? But she says she wants it, understands the boundaries,
finds it fun and fulfilling, and knows she sometimes goes overboard,
but wants it anyway. We have taken long breaks. we had long talks.
It's okay till we decided it's done. There's some understanding from back
in 1980 - I think we want to keep that connection to memories, like
mine with Gil's around Game Theory. Part of ours is dabbling in the
sexual tension from back then, and part of the tension pleasure if
probably the emotions and passionate feelings it brings up now -
getting the juices flowing, but not letting it manifest itself. So
naturally there's fucked up moments. That's part of the deal. As I
just IM'd her. I do hope we can pull it off.
The pics bring a flowery fulfilling pleasure into my life.
Get an iPad.
Go to Dom/Dom ~10:30am, to drive K to Richmond book fair ~11
- prob come home at some point, then pick her up, then maybe visit
Stacey on way home ~7:30, or some evening during week.
9:55 now - home ~10:10 - pack carefully, 10mins to K's.
Sat Feb 4.17 MAC store 4th St w/K
Getting up early for 7am wk open was tough, fortunately work was slow, and
I have been pretty emotionally stable since Fri melt down.
After work Fri, napped hard, dinner with Monique and Dominico -
that was fun, just the 4 of us.
Today up early, Nomad, pick up Karen, stop at Nomad for her breakfast, Rockridge AAA, Register Sooz's car and get paperwork to donate
Siouxie, Mon/Dom's pick up stuff, snack, 4th St.MAC store, Mexican
restaurant. Raining and Chinese New Year events, easy parking.
Stacey's GFM doing well, almost $14K. Cool.
Super slomo of LR/DilEntry interesting/arousing. Filmed myself, sent to
her, as per request (long as it is real).
Keep thinking of asking for similar from LDun. A bit of emotional drama
there, to. Get real - their pussies, our cocks, are attached to our
emotions and sexual selves, can't be separated except by sociopaths.
When I ask for those shares, I ask them because it matters that's
them and me, so it is fucking with their emotions. So, don't be a
At 4th St MAC store got a # to call to clear out my Apple accounts, start anew, get iPhone
- or iPad! -
through shop near work, learn to text, books from Kindle. Only works
with wifi. Gonna be
~1K/year if I pay for iPad mini monthly along with data. I need to
learn this stuff if I'm going to work again. I can do that, and good to keep up on modern technology
in case I need it for future job. Things are shaking up at work, as
we move into hew space, and they want best people.
Paid rent, added up my budget for year, looks about as expected. Still
close to 50 in both actual and predicted, $300 to K.
Napped/slept till ~ 4, checked in w/K, no response, asked LD for specific
images, no response but said she was open, after laundry, walk to BB
for dinner/groceries - I think this low level grief about Gil is
tiring me out.
Not quite grounded. Get it together. My life has changed without Gil, and
with Suzanne moved out of town - bad timing with her and my shared
experience, but we can still talk!
New car. Get mini iPad. Get back on the health kick. Fewer snacks. Learn
work camera. Learn iPad, texting.
Let the GoFundMe take care of itself - Stacey is on it, it's spreading
slowly through friends, acquaintances.
Do my own life. No word from Shelley. K says that's too much to hope for.
Yeah. Probably. But some kind of communication would be wise - as
other people, or she, or I die, it would avoid regrets to have
something live between us.
Sun morning take K to Symposium book show, then prob pick her up in
evening. Hope to visit with Stacey some evening during week.
Thurs Feb 2.17 bed lights out 9:04pm
Up @5:30, wk @7 - mainly light work, but full 8hrs, but nothing
Stacey's GFM almost $12K - yay! Seems to be spreading on its own.
:-) People I know can barely afford it giving 10-20. Love that.
Karen flew into town, some confusion around that, where to and how. Drove
to where she's staying - Francesca & Dominique - wine, chat about
Blue/Gil/etc - stopped @BB on way, groceries including sushi &
seaweed for her. Talked about trying to be more forgiving for Gil's
memory, and in time of shared grief. Some way to show tour slides to
In early again Fri. Fixed online provider for angrylambie.com.
Make appt for AAA/DMV Saturday morning to register Sooz car and get
new Pink Slip for Siouxie. Pick up succulent from Sooz. K maybe
Mentally foggy. So much going on, and emotions, and work.
But mainly okay - just , as I told Lo, more life going on than usual.
Eating jelly beans - mmm. Snacking a lot at work. Gaining weight. Feeling
old. Get a grip.
Make slo-mo of LR dildo tomorrow.
End of an era with Gil dead. No more enjoying tour video we made together
- or watching tour slides and laughing. He & Scott were my artistic
collaborators. At least we got something done. Right now I'm feeling
grateful for all the time we had together. Sooz suggested missing
him and sadness will come later. Yeah.
Local headquarter guy laid off, so our dept no longer had direct contact
in area - so how does this affect days off/vacation etc? Dunno.
We'll see. The $$ for Stacey takes a bite out of budget. K could use
some help but I'm feeling pinched. I'll be okay - and K's $
situation is beyond my ability - if I keep giving now, what if house
needs big chunk? And what about me? Gotta hold on sometimes. Feeling
a little stretched.
Bed early - last Valium -
Wed Feb 1.17 nm Sippin' Tequila, one smoke 8:07pm
This is nothing - well, okay. Something. But so long as my health is good,
I have no room to complain.
Tues pm visited Sooz after work, she thought she had an extra copy
of Cammy keys, but were from diff Toyota. Said good-byes - okay -
already wrote about that last night. Glad for last visits.
At wk R drops that he's out tomorrow and Fri - sigh - so I'm
in 7am. It's okay - today was emotional because The GoFundMe for
Stacey rolled out - $9,400 first day - that is damn good I guess?
Now we'll have to work harder for the rest, but still - if we can
even get to $15K that will be something great. Our friends are
artists and musicians with their own families and troubles to take
care of - they don't have a lot to spare - people giving $25-$50
they can barely afford. It is so appreciated. It keeps sad emotions,
Stacey's being alone, missing Gil & my shared memories, in my face -
tomorrow I'll need to focus on work, let love and momentum carry
I made a fb folder for pics for Stacey to choose from, then just made it
public. It all sort of happened on its own, I just filled in a form,
Wynn & Kate wrote text, Stacey gave me photo to use. He was my
friend, without thinking I'm doing things one does for a friend.
That's good. I'm not doing or feeling anything that makes me feel
like a jerk. That's all one can ask. I'm not doing it to feel good.
I'm doing it because that's what you're supposed to do. You don't
get a star for it. You get the pleasure of the knowledge you are
doing the right thing.
I'm making people feel good. I can enjoy that. Gil would be happy to see
it. To see everyone coming together for Stacey. Yay. Oh, God Gil.
Sooz called today from Carquinez bridge on way to OR -
reminded me I forgot to take succulent - pick it up from
driveway tomorrow night? Said Jack no longer needs ride to airport.
Sad. Missing her already. Glad we saw each other 3-4, 5x this last
week or two, had time to talk about Gil and other life things. No
I have enough for tomorrow's smoothie, so staying in.
Step away - I need to register Cammie, & get a replacement Pink Slip for
Siouxie. And also be there for Karen while she's in town. Get some
dollars for her tomorrow?
Just paid cc balance. Life goes on.
My commitment to friends G&S remains same with slight shift in focus.
It is going to be okay. Dumped my trash, recycling & compost into bins for
tomorrow's pick-up. Keep eating healthy. Do my job. Trainings next
week. Compartmentalize FundMe page separate from work. Do not
advertise my grief around Gil. It is no different than everyone
Keep breathing, moving, loving.
Be here now. Let go. Adulthood means less drama.
Reading Elmore Leonard's short stories.
Got to share private nude pics with Gil, of mutual friends no one else has
seen. Once in a lifetime, you know? A friend. Okay.
Shared last pics of G with Sooz.
Thank you Peggy for sharing your beauty with me. 1979 Davis.
Tues Jan 31.17 home bed 10:42PM
After work went to Sooz's for one last sweet real goodbye to her and
Cheeto - leaving early tomorrow morning. Talked about our
friendship, how much she means to me, how we talk about
everything and she has watched me mature, and noticed it in ways
no one else can.
Then home for a few sips of tequila, one of Gil's smokes, set up a
GoFundMe for Stacey. Waiting for her approval to go public tomorrow
morning. Doing page for Stacey is good soul work. Wynn & Kate wrote
text. Stacey chose photos. I just filled out forms. It is
appropriate that I have that honor, as a good friend, and to share
it with his he rest of our community. It helps me. If not heal.
Helps me not get stuck in his gone-ness.. I dearly hope it goes very
well for Stacey. She needs a break.
Still have to register Cammie and get Pink Slip for Siouxie.
Peggy 1979 Davis.
Tues Jan 31.17 nm
So - Tuesday - but no more Sooz TV nights. with Gil's death I have
not been able to focus on that and deal with the loss, not really.
we have had several recent visits, lunch, the car, talked about it
and around it - it being we will miss each other -, joked about
being in denial. So not like it hasn't been dealt with as well as
possible. It's okay - I mean - I think we faced it, said we'd talk
on phone, Skype.
I have lost two friends this in a week - Sooz is my go-to friend who
recently lost her best friend after a long-term illness, so she knew
exactly what I was going through.
So don't minimize it, be gentle and understanding on myself. Honor them by
mourning the loss, recognizing weight of value loss. My life is
Gil was my last direct connection to Game Theory - we shared the good and
bad memories, the slide are almost meaningless now, and alto of the
photos. So much of that was me shooting him and him enjoying being
Sooz is Xoxo's Godmother, she was my last truly direct connection to Karen
- and Xoxo - in town. Shit we've known each other almost as long as
I've known Karen.
I added up some financial stuff, for peace of mind.
For ~16years I have spent on average $25/week on snacks for TV night.
That's $100/month, $1200/year x ~15 - so as far as the Camry goes,
not to minimize it is a symbolic gift of love - but it comes in
light of thousands of dollars of food. So there's that. Not that I
needed that - or maybe I did. I did 'pay' for it, in my own
way. You give you, sometimes you get back. Not to mention other
generosities only Sooz is aware of. we talked about all the stuff in
Went to visit Stacey last night with 2nd half of initial cash gift - have
been worried about the money going out (esp 'cause k might still
need hers), it's not a small chunk of change, more may be necessary.
I promised G&S both I'd do it and I am good doing the right thing,
but - was feeling some stress and minor resentment - what am I
getting aside from the knowledge I am helping a friend and doing the
right thing - that is MORE than enough - yet, my wallet -
cries a little - a natural reaction :-) -- then I thought, I got
Sooz's car for free, $ for S was what I thought I might offer for
car if it was a purchase - so, that money was already 'spent' in my
head. $$ for Stacey it what I would have paid for car.
It helped to think of it that way. That $ was already gone.
So got that worked out. That's not over thinking. That's getting right
with myself and avoiding resentments.
Last night looked through photos for Gil's FundMe, discussed target amount
to ask for, talked about pics for memorial Joe/Matt setting up,
changed Gil's fb page pics, talked to Dexter.
I really ought to learn how to text - bite the bullet - get an iPhone, not
a Mac, $80/month for data, learn it.
I'm recalling how it looks to me when other people suffer personal losses
- divorces, deaths, illness - from a distance, you can not feel
their pain - not even close up, not really - we all suffer alone. So
when people offer me condolences for Gil, accept their well-meaning
words as in it's the thought that counts, say thanks and unless they
ask for them not too man, or no, details. Am I alive? Roof over
head? Mobile? Can I feed and clothe myself? Then the appropriate
answer is: "I'm doing okay, thanks for asking."
God bless Jennifer for bring there, for being a calming presence and
support for Stacey.
Today - set up GoFundMe, and Register Camry, and see about getting a new
pink Slip for Siouxie. Move Siouxie every three days. Don't give her
to anyone who I don't trust to immediately go out and register her
in their name. Donate her to charity connected to Planned
Okay? Yeah, I'm okay. Sad about Suzanne.
Shit - Karen gonna be here Thursday, I'm not going to be able to pick her
up, for first time ever(?), too many days off lately for illness and
Gil. Shit. Hate it. Sorry. But give her some cash? Check w/Mechanics
to make sure my amount has gone up.
Don't worry so much about $$. I'll be okay. The future? What makes me
think my idea of a trailer home at 75 will come true? I could
die tomorrow. Do the right thing today. Being able to live with
myself is very important. whether I have 30, or 40, or 50, or 60
doesn't matter that much - it's a symbolic number that comforts me -
but it's still symbolic. Okay - so that has importance to me. But
weigh in other factors as well. If I have one friend, I am rich.