What's the Scoop ?

He had to be on his guard constantly to keep her from dominating him, from invading his inner privacy.
-Nial Kent
"The Divided Path"

Mick had been in Police work for 25 years. Finally sick of the stress, he quits his job and buys fifty acres of land in Alaska as far from humanity as possible. He sees the postman once a week and gets groceries once a month. Otherwise it’s total peace and quiet.

After six months or so of almost total isolation, someone knocks on his door. He opens it and a huge, bearded man is standing there.
"Name’s Cliff, your neighbor from forty miles up the road. Having a Christmas party Friday night. Thought you might like to come at about 5:00."
"Great", says Mick, "after six months out here I’m ready to meet some local folks Thank you."
As Cliff is leaving, he stops. "Gotta warn you. Be some drinking".
"Not a problem," says Mick. "After 25 years in the business, I can drink with the best of ‘em’."
Again, the big man starts to leave and stops.
"More ‘n’ likely gonna be some fighting’ too."
"Well, I get along with people, I’ll be all right! I’ll be there. Thanks again."
"More’n likely be some wild sex, too."
"Now that’s really not a problem," says Mick, warming to the idea.
"I’ve been all alone for six months! I’ll definitely be there. By the way, what should I wear?"
"Don’t much matter. Just gonna be the two of us."

Twenty-five years ago today:

March 28, 1985
Thursday

Today is Steffanie Redding Kovash's birthday. Lucky her on being twenty-six years old. I did not even bother to send her a Birthday card. I will call her though. That's for sure. It just wouldn't be nice if I didn't.

The Oakland Bay-Bridge toll area was havoc today. I left my house at 6:45AM and arrived at my SF parking lot at 7:40AM. I like getting to my parking-lot early so I can write in my journal. I want to send Paloma another card in France. I sent her the 'Black Panther' Card. I will send her the 'California topless wraparound girl' Card now.
I thought, "She'll like this card...I bet."

I have to call Bank of America and get my car loan insurance shit settled. I'm going to pay off my loan. I hate debts.

I did it. At lunchtime I received $2300 cash from Wells Fargo! I'm loaded so-to-speak. Ha! I made PATELCO Credit Union take the money and give me a cashier's check. Now I'm ready to deposit it and send off the check to pay off my car loan. Then I will only have my VISA and MasterCard to contend with (the total is roughly $8000). Maybe I should have sent the application in for the $5000 limit Great Western Premiere VISA card. I could use a little of that credit to reinvest into special savings at high rates. That's an idea.

For lunch, Dale and I made it to McDonald's. Tomorrow I don't have the money for "any thing". I don't think I will eat.

It was Steff's Birthday and I did call her to wish her a happy one.
She said, "A clown came in for me as a surprise."
I laughed and couldn't help but ask, "Did the clown strip for you?"
"No," she said in a clear loud voice.
"Had I known---and for the right price---I could've gone and stripped for you."
She laughed.

I was telling Mary and Sue that I was going to drive my roommate, Marty, to the SFO Airport tonight. They both perked up because they live in that area.
Mary exclaimed. "You know, Michael, we should meet at TGI Friday's after you drop him off!"
I learned later that night that Marty's flight wasn't taking off until half past midnight. So I left my place at 9:45PM. I called both Mary and Sue separately, explaining about the late timing and we decided on TGI Friday's for another time. I had a nice chat with both of them. I'm sure they both think I am MMT (My My Type)--but to me...Sue is NMT (Not My Type) and Mary is FBL (Fuckable).

Steff called and asked, "Would you meet me at the Hilltop Mall for a movie?"
I was sort of tempted by the spontaneity of the invitation.
"I have free passes," she said.
"Well, I have to take Marty to the airport...maybe another time."

I went to Sherri's to deliver a couple of items, including a notice to John that he has a postage due letter on-hold from delivery that requires seventeen cents. I think it's the letter I sent him with those pictures. Oh well, he should pay the seventeen cents (after all I developed the pictures and he still owes me forty-five dollars for Sherri's GIORGIO of Beverly Hills cologne). Damn! I need that spending money now.

I think I will send Paloma the 'Arm Wrestling Card' tomorrow. I don't think I will send any more after that because she may be coming back on April 11th. And if that happens she may not receive the additional cards!

After I took Marty to the airport I came home and went to bed. I was wondering about Sherri. She kept asking me questions.
"Are you going to marry Paloma?"
"Well, I really want to...I feel that I just don't know what will happen."

Tony and Helen are getting married tomorrow with a Justice of the Peace. It's just a quiet legal service. I wasn't even invited. What creeps. I wonder if mom's going or what? What's the scoop? The scoop is with them.

"I've opened up my heart so many times but now it's closed."
-Velvet Goldmine (1998 film)