My Dreams Are Getting Better...

"You're a different fish in a sea of sameness."
-Jason F Wright
'The Wednesday Letters'

A few months ago I read 'The Wednesday Letters' by Jason F Wright. It's not the greatest book but the author mentioned a song by Doris Day that I really wanted to hear. I still haven't heard it (hopefully soon), but here are the lyrics.

MY DREAMS ARE GETTING BETTER ALL THE TIME

Well, what do you know, he smiled at me in my dreams last night
My dreams are getting better all the time
And, what do you know, he smiled at me in a different light
My dreams are getting better all the time

To think that we were strangers a couple of nights ago
And though it's a dream, I never dreamed he'd ever say hello
Oh, maybe tonight I'll hold him tight when the moonbeams shine
My dreams are getting better all the time

To think that we were strangers a couple of nights ago
And though it's a dream, I never dreamed he'd ever say hello
Oh, maybe tonight I'll hold him tight when the moonbeams shine
My dreams are getting better all the time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BWwdmHppREs

Twenty-five years ago today:

April 11, 1984

I was thinking about my sister-in-law, Sherri Lewis today. I thought specifically about how she was adopted. I wonder how often she ponders the mystery of her heritage.

I wonder how my Dad's niece, Cecelia Markus, feels about being pregnant at age thirty-eight?

I telephoned Chris Cordellos this morning.
"I told Jim about us last night, yeah," he said happily.
"You did?"
"Yeah, and I told him that I only wanted to be pals with him," Chris replied, "and Jim said that I was most likely being unfaithful wherever I was."
"You're kidding," I said not believing my ears.
"Nahh...he even said that since he's here with me that we should make at attempt at it," Chris confessed.
They are NOT going to make an 'attempt at it' according to Chris. He continued to tell me how 'bumbed out' he is about the whole US Coast Guard scene.

"I hate being here and not there with you."
I guess the key revelation of this telephone conversation was Jim's claim of my "low worth" and "probably other dates".

At work I discussed beer, babies, and annoying customers with Gloria Guzman. I bought a bottle of Lowenbrau and ate at the Pot Belli Deli with Tony and Helen. Tony and Helen were all "handsy" under the table. They couldn't keep their hands off of one another. Helen acts like she's 'so in love'. Gloria Guzman came by to join us with her 7up and sandwich.

When I telephoned Chris again I learned that he is thinking of flying down to the Bay Area since he has the week off to rest. Barbara, his roommate, was thinking of driving down on Sunday because she has a need to shop at MACY's Santa Rosa.
"I might fly down tonight," Chris announced.

Helen invited me to dinner but I backed off on the invitation, saying I had a bike ride commitment. I didn't really want to impose on the Helen and Tony courtship.

While at the office I played detective by glancing at the Barbara and Chris telephone bill. I saw a twenty-three minute telephone call at 60% off to me for $42.12. The total bill was $298.48. When I informed Chris of the bill he totally freaked out over the total amount.
"Oh My God, Barb's gonna cry," Chris said.
We bid our mutual goodbye's reluctantly.

I was riding my bike after work when I decided to join my Dad for dinner. I watched a little of the National and Local News with him. I fell asleep during 'Real People' in hopes of watching 'Dynasty'. Then Tony and Helen appeared.
"You should have come over for dinner," Helen told me reassuringly.
"Well, I didn't want to impose," I said.
She sighed, "T and I are just friends."
I frowned a questionable look.

"I called The Placement Center and asked why I hadn't been picked up yet," Helen said, "and Mike Potts the guy I know at AT&T Personnel says they're hiring Account Executives who make ten-thousand more a year!"
"What? I'm willing to take a slice of that," I interrupted.
"Yeah! He is going to send a couple of applications for us," Helen added.
Who knows what will happen? I do hate to just discard my two years of service (and my two and half years of past service that I can eventually bridge) with Pac Bell.