Like a Seagull

"You're enough for her!
She's not enough for herself right now.
Give it some time."
-Olympia Dukakis
as heard in the 2001
TV Drama
"Further Tales of the City"

I watched the 2007 film, Tchaikovsky a few months ago. Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky was a 19th Century Russian romanticism composer. His last piece of composed music (The Sixth Symphony) is said to be his masterpiece.

Tchaikovsky means 'like a seagull'. A seagull is a Paloma 'blanca'. The Sixth Tchakovsky Symphony is titled TRAGIC. Listen to this shortened five minute rendition of TRAGIC today and make a tragedy something of beauty for you.
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=tchaikovsky+6th+symphony+&first=1&docid=1218603123399&mid=7BDAB081FE70BB5564C57BDAB081FE70BB5564C5&FORM=VIVR4#

Twenty-five years ago today:

October 3, 1984
Wednesday

I sold my first RCF (Remote Call Forwarding) today to some cosmetics firm. The sale of an RCF is a big deal because it is all done through the Central Office without any installation manpower needed. It’s a money maker for the firm and we get a ‘pat on the back’ whenever we sell them.

I spent lunch with Barbara Reynolds at Natoma’s Café. It was good. She always makes for good conversation. She’s adjusting to the changes reasonably well.

After work I paid my usual visit to the Sperm Bank, rapping with the receptionist who was from the East Coast. Robin was her usual sweet self, too. I gave my donation and went straight over to mom’s house.

I spoke with Gordon (the guy on the BART train who looks like the comedian actor Marty Feldman). He is still happily working at Union Pacific Railroad. He really is a nice, harmless elder chap.

It felt like Christmas because the weather is becoming so gloomy. It is getting darker early now and it remains so dark in the morning.

John, Sherri, Tony, Mom and Ashley were at mom and dad’s house. Sherri left to look at an apartment on San Antonio Avenue in Alameda. I guess she is moving because John cannot deal with her way of housekeeping.

I came home to a $26.10 phone bill. I paid Dad the $450 rent and a mere $100 went into my Patelco Savings Account. As I was taking care of these matters the telephone rang.

It was Paloma calling to say, “I received your card today with your photo.”

She was being really very sweet about it. We officially have a date tomorrow at 7:30PM for a casual dinner at the Ice-Cream Dock on Harbor Bay Isle. We spoke of some “marriage talk” just for fun. I remember these words being exchanged: “Five karat diamonds, medium-sized wedding and adequate living arrangements”. I like Paloma. I only wish she did not smoke any more. I wonder if we have a long-lasting chance together.

I watched the first half of the movie “He’s Not Your Son” with mom and the other half alone at my pad. It’s a pretty good flick about the mistaken switch of two babies born within an hour of each other. The parents did not find out until nine months later that they each had the wrong son.

Robin told me that my sperm had been donated to about ten different women; yet there were no positive pregnancy results as of yet. She said she’d take some time to do some research to find out if there have been any positive results recently.

I wonder what a baby between Paloma and I would look like? A body beautiful…I am sure.

I have a runny nose and I’m trying to fight the sickness. It’s tough.

I am looking forward to seeing Paloma again. I want her.

The Movie “He’s Not Your Son” gave me a few heartwarming chills. It was a good ending to a good story!