I was sleeping in my car one night and one night later I was sleeping in a two million dollar mansion in Rockland county NY. If I only stayed there a week “house sitting” (yes, that is a real job) I got a really good taste of how the other side lives.
I also broke my streak of 12 weeks without any television when I suddenly found myself with a remote control and access to over 400 channels. I was certainly OVERwhelmed. Dear God, help me stop circling the channels. Over and over. I couldn’t find one thing to watch!! One thing was better then the next! There was all kinds of movies, violence, sex and drama with a capital D. I ended up on a nature channel out of pure desperation for sanity. I watched ants for two hours mating and building and fighting and dying for their queen. Pretty damn awesome.
It can be funny, how one week, I am wondering if I will ever work again and suddenly, I am up to my neck in opportunities. I have several freelance design jobs, two interviews and a job offer that I really want to take.
This week I was back in New York City to my DELIGHT. I was asked to “help out” for the week at my old job ADG. It was just an awesome experience to sit down to familiar faces, jobs, boss’ and the wonderful streets and crazy people of NYC. I felt like I was home again and really think that maybe they may love me enough to bring me back. Damn economy.
Where are you Linda? I think you were a dream. Maybe just an angel to talk to me when I was so down. Maybe my words helped you? Your intelligence and keen instinct thrilled me. A great parent, a lover of dogs and nature. Sparkling eyes. That midwest accent. You have a right to hate New Jersey. It is a mean, cruel road raging place. Have you crawled into the fields of the working class without saying goodbye to me. There is a great passion in you, you know that, right? Maybe one day it will be unleashed.
One time I was in a dark theater and the Grateful Dead were up on the stage and everything seemed to make no sense. Reality was slipping away and I didn’t like it. There was so much sound coming out at me, in all directions, bouncing all over and they were on stage, just fucking standing there!! I didn’t get it. Where was all this sound coming from. I mean, I could see the drummers moving but these dark statues jamming in the deep blue spacey lights were really wigging me out. I looked around me for support and Grant my brother was long gone, but Gary,(the best man at my wedding) my other Deadhead brother was there next to me. Smiling. He understood. He knew what was going on. I reconnected with him and was home again.
MORE ROAD TRIPS:
James Gill and his girlfriend, Tammy will be in New Jersey the third week of October.
James Gill (always a HUGE lover of sports esp football) and I will be attending the Giants home game versus the defending National league champion Arizona Cardinals.
I have a special tailgate planned.
We also plan to visit his fathers grave in Westfield.
Thank you very much Tammy for making this work.
GLENN HARTMAN Jr. has packed a bag, bought a one way bus ticket to northern California and is GONE! Apparently he will be living on “Free Land for Free People”
I am trying to get the web address of this place to share it with everyone. It sounds…..well, I don’t know. It sounds like a place where a young man can maybe find his lost path.
Let us all say a prayer for Glennie!
Let us all continue to send great karma of peace, love and healing to our brothers Gregory, in the hospital, Clewiston Florida and Big Glenn, who is in a nursing home in Ohio (Kentucky?) He has lost the ability to walk and his kidneys are failing.
We love you Glenn.
We love you Gregory.
Good luck lil Glenn.