Everybody was watching Clover at the party. Anthony said that she had told him an older man pays her rent. The Texan oilman visits twice a month. He pays for sex. I had heard Andy Reese the Serendipity crowd say that she was a prostitute. The ballet dancer tricked out of Cowboys on 53rd Street. I had figured he was just being catty. Her fucking for money doesn’t matter to me. I wish someone would pay me for having sex. I guess Alice does since I make no money for the rent

Later

Alice’s play is soon. She’ll be leaving right after for West Virginia with no plans to come back to New York other than she can’t stay in Appalachia and she does have desire to be here, not necessarily with me, but in the East Village.

At Dojos I spoke to Anthony about his upcoming exhibition of our photo roman in Bridgehampton. He said, “The prints were all mine it’s my show. I’m calling it Clover and Nolan.”

Sounds good to me. If you sell any photos, do I get a cut?”

“I’ll split it with you, although I don’t know why”

“Because I came up with a story and casted Clover and Klaus and everybody else in it.”

“I got Cookie.”

They were lovers and dope fiends, although Anthony was a rookie.

“I give you that.” I loved Cookie. The Baltimore native was real unlike most poeple on the punk scene, having starred in John Waters films with Divine.

“Okay we’ll split it once I pay for the expenses The prints and everything else and we should give 10% each the Clover, Cookie, and Klaus

“Agreed.

This was Anthony’s first show and he was planning a beach party. Punks at the Hamptons.

Later

I got paid for only 2 days this week had Ebasco. I’m barely working at the executive dining room. Te executives are starting summer holidays early. The Boston School Committee is sending my last unemployment. $100 check should be in the mail.

Why can’t I find a job? Thankfully entertainment and drink are basically free. Kyle, Kim’s sister works at Yogurt Delight. Kim at CBGBs. Cyrena at Cornelia Street. To DeMastri at McBell’s. Like Henry Miller I don’t need money. Just friends. Right now I’m on 6th Avenue dodging the rain at Dazzle on Columbus Avenue, watching the young ballerinas with their tight buns and dance tights coming from a dance class. I don’t stare at them or follow them. They have enough of that from every man in New York.

At the Cornelia Street Cafe Kyle doesn’t invite me to a champagne party to meet Sean Hausman. “You people are always free loading.”

The Red Sox in first

Post Vietnam America has retreated from the world stage under Carter. China tried to invade Vietnam to save Pol Pot and the Khmer Rouge. Eritrea and Ethiopia are battling over a desert. Russia and China have exported revolution to Africa, Latin America, and Asia. Leftist revolutionaries battle the States of the Free World in Europe. The while word hates the USA and out threats of nuclear war to defeat the workers’ paradise.

As for Cuba the USA should normalize relations with the island by offering Havana a major league baseball franchise; the Havana Bananas or Reds. Cincinnati Reds would have to surrender that name for purpose of international peace.

I love food, but have been starving myself. My body is thin. My muscles are taut. I want to eat, but I have no money. More I want sex. Masturbation is not sex. Just release.