•  mark brought up his daughter and the kitten. the kitten was named ‘gary.’ i asked why that was his name. he said ‘i don’t know, we left it at [relative]’s house and when we picked it up it was ‘gary.” i said ‘that’s good.’ his daughter said something negative about spongebob. gary walked around the apartment cautiously, which seemed to surprise mark. he said ‘where’s your other kitty?’ i said ‘oh alvie? you’ve never seen him i don’t think, he hides from people.’ mark always seems surprised when cats act like cats. it’s funny. i gave gary treats. gary is a maine coone. he is six months old. mark and [forget daughter’s name, will just call her ‘mark jr.’] and gary partied with shirley and me for probably 20 minutes. alvie hid. at some point i felt comfortable ‘pulling out the big guns’ and said, ‘you know ernest hemingway? this was his favorite cat, maine coone cats. he called cats ‘love sponges.’ does gary have a fifth toe? alvie does.’ mark jr. held gary and the three of us looked for his toe. mark jr. said ‘i can’t t-ee-ll…’ i felt the back of his foot in the toe spot and said ‘yup, he’s got it. fifth toe.’ mark said he went to ernest hemingway’s house and saw the cats. i said ‘oh cool,’ and tried to remember where in illinois the house i walked by was, that i thought was ernest hemingway’s. he said ‘yup, key west. saw some of the cats.’ he was kneeling by the door. i said ‘florida. nice.’ he said something about seeing the house while ‘on tour.’ i said ‘you were on tour?’ he said ‘yeah, yeah, you can take ‘em, we toured the house.’ i said ‘oh, i thought you meant on tour like, you know, ‘on tour” and made ‘rock n roll face/hand gesture.’ mark said ‘well yeah, i mean it was a tour of the house.’

•  forget how i fell asleep or if/what i used to help me do that.

AUGUST 6, 2013

3:30PM: woke.