So it was a cold, dry winter Sunday and no one was around I lived in a communal disaster on 2nd Ave Manhattan, in the East Village It was when I was doing the van thing, moving stuff for people Anyway, there were no jobs booked for that day Laundry Cleaning up Listening to some music Looking at mail Too cold to do anything outside, no one else around It had been ages since I called my (biological) brother Jim He’s a salami sammich kinda Jersey boy who took over my biological dad’s painting business I fired all these people years ago, which is another whole saga When I turned 35 and I had realized that I had been doing shows of one kind or another for 20 years and not one of them had ever come to any show I had ever done, I lost the interest to speak to them They just didn't show up It was a missed opportunity, though I should have told them I was in porn

But at the time, I still had a loose connection to them I was still committed to keeping my mother happy, so I would call every once in a while And lie to them Tell them I had a job, tell them I lived in a nice apartment in a nice neighborhood What’s the harm, right? Well this is like 1988 (way before caller ID, bottled water and velcro) and I’m like 20 Jim is 13 years older than me In the late afternoon I pick up the phone and dial his number It rings twice and he answers: “Hey John ” “Hey Jim” I reply “How are you?” “I’m fine You?” “I’m good ” Silence for a long 3 seconds I’m thinking about something “How did you know it was me?” I asked him “Well…” he says, “It’s 4th quarter of the Superbowl and you are the only person in America who isn’t watching it What, were you having a slow day? No one around? Kinda quiet out there? Goodbye!”

Well there you have it So I’m predictable Well… it’s good to know that some things just never change We have some work to do on the All Worlds Fair So there are like 50 of us who are going to get together today to do some sewing and some building We send a note out and arranged the space Not a single person knew it was Sportsball day And that warms my black little heart