Short and sweet entry, musing at the middle of my summer vacation. I was taking a few classes at the Dick Grove Academy of Music in Studio City. The fox turned out to be named Jerry Alcivar; his brother was in Montrose and I was well impressed!
22 July 1976
Mary woke me up this morning. Her new nickname is Maggie: "Aye, Maggie..." [That didn't last long!] We washed the car and as soon as we finished, it started raining! [See, it does rain in Southern California, even occasionally in the summer...] Almost died from the ammonia! [No idea what I'm on about here...]
Robert [Williams] had better call tomorrow! Wonder what happened to the Smelly Bum [Robert Marlow]; he hasn't called for a while. Admit, it, you still like him. How awful.
In Rock Keyboard Styles class we did country music - thrills. That guy in front of me - he never turned around so I only saw him at the beginning and end. His haircut was really neat. Fox fox fox!!!
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