Monthly Archives: January 2024

January 3, 1978

January 3, 2024 – 3:40 pm

This freezing afternoon I walked up Broadway in a thin leather jacket. I couldn’t resist stopping into Mayer’s Art. I entered Fran’s place of work. My eyesight was blurred, since I wasn’t wearing my glasses and thought she wasn’t there, but then I spotted Fran standing behind the counter with two co-workers. She stepped away […]

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December 21, 1978 – East Village – Journal

January 3, 2024 – 2:42 pm

GG Barnums on West 45th Street was good fun, especially the trans trapeze act and dancing between a glamorous queen and ballerina; Shannon and Dove. Shannon kept sticking poppers under my nose and Dove too, whispering ‘fuck me, fuck her’ in all seriousness dancing to Chic’s FREAK. Grant and John joined us in the dance […]

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December 20, 1978 – East Village – Journal

January 3, 2024 – 2:38 pm

My Christmas shopping is nearly complete, except for my brother Frank and sister Pammie, but accomplishing that should be easy thanks to a bet at OTB with Bill Yusk coming through. Wise Philip at Aqueduct. An unexpected boon thanks to a dream about the race. Like DH Lawrence’s The Unrealistic Dream Of A Horse Rider. […]

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Robert E. Peary Sins

January 3, 2024 – 1:08 am

The Ancients suspected the existence of the North and South Poles from astronomical calculations and the Mandaean religion prayed facing the North as the World of Light. For thousands of years the North Pole existed as a myth, however in the 19th Century Europeans sought the Northwest Passage through the the endless archipelago of barren […]

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Journal Entry – January 2, 1978

January 2, 2024 – 1:55 pm

Star-crossed day for me. I saw a man retching into the snow on 2nd Avenue, obviously in the throes of alcoholic poisoning. Enough on him.

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