90 Days

In state jobs you have 90 days to prove your aptitude for the job.

Back in the Summer of 2001 I met an interesting guy in the vintage store I worked at. A few years later, after just casual hellos around town, we found ourselves on a bus headed in the same direction. We had a great conversation in only fifteen minutes and everything clicked. Best friends ever since.

I never thought I'd meet a guy who liked almost everything I liked or even came close to it but I lucked out because I met someone who not only loves what I love but takes it all to the next level. They say opposites attract but that has never been true in my case.

So just when I thought I was out of Beat writings or 60's music or had seen all the cool movies along came Bill. Just when I thought I'd never find someone to watch a beach movie with or someone who likes both, the Mod and the Rocker, and Roxy Music and the Sex Pistols and Jazz and Tropicalia too, or would love the Summer Paramount movie series (and actually attend) or knew about AIP films....there's Wm. He's a genuine person with an eclectic mix of interests, trivia, knowledge and experiences and it makes for cool times. Uber talented, intelligent and has real opinions and a fresh point of view on things-Wm. Lots to talk about-Wm. Someone else who like Rocky and Bullwinkle as much as I do-Wm.

Into my life came new appreciations for MF Doom, The Superfriends, donuts, lazy Saturdays, Spring of 1971, photo-me booths and smooth vocals with an intricately strummed guitar, to name a few. Happy 90 Days!