37th Ave. (5053–69). Said hello to Jay K. again on my way to the supermarket. Half‐and‐half and ice for NYBD from F’town (13:14). Again found the building door locked, so went home to fetch the cash box figuring the superintendent would come along like last time to unlock the door. As I was approaching the building again, with my arms even fuller than usual, a stupendously gorgeous, fit, shirtless man with an Arabic tattoo on his chest passed me, and I was crestfallen that I could not photograph him. Unfortunately, the super did not come along, and Denizens were collecting in front of the building, some dressed in clothing appropriate for our beach theme (5067–69), and A. Mike even returned his purchases to the supermarket in frustration and left. Coincidentally, K. K. was walking along that very block with friends of his whom he was showing around the neighborhood and so they briefly stopped to chat. We were still there by about a quarter to three o’clock, so M. Joe came up with the idea of requesting last‐minute space at JCJH which Mark L. went over and successfully negotiated.
NYBD at JCJH, 77th St. (5070–73).
C’rl’s apartment with Tom L. and M. We ordered in from בײג׳ינג Kitch., whose old menu C. printed, and T. had too large an order of rice noodles and so left the remainder in C.’s refrigerator for the following day.