St. Marks Block Party and more heavy petting for Suzannah B.

Before I saw Jesse Jane, not the porn star but hero dog, she ran up to me, tail wagging like a helicpoter's propellers moving rapidly and with her followed a handsome man in an fire dept. t shirt. He noted how much Jesse loves me. I told him the "crazy man" likes to tell people lies about how I supposedly mistreated her. Where is the crazy man? He pointed a few feet from us but Jim just pretended not to see me or didn't but either way I won't be speaking to him anytime soon not after he taught me a lesson about no good deeds goes unpunished. If he needs me to transfer him from a Brooklyn hospital to the VA hospital anytime soon, put minutes on his cel phone, pay for dog food, see his dog gets care while he is in the hospital, pay for mosaic -- the answer is no. I actually have mosaic pieces I have been holding to give him but after his lawyer called me to ask me to help Jim sue his ex-landlord I think it best I carefully wrap up the mosaic and throw it away. If I had seen Jesse, I would have avoided her. I love her but I can't help her and it is best to just stay away. I do feel sorry for her. I decided if he continues to lie about me, I will copy the YouTubes about him on to CDs and remove them or maybe just delete them without copying. Enough is enough.

The good looking guy told me is is obvious Jesse loves me. I said yes. He isn't a fireman...A fireman friend gave him the t. I asked did his friend survive Sept. 11? He said yes. I said good and kept walking.

Further down the street I heard Jim had had one of his fits earlier, as usual, screaming and yelling about the band playing but none of his ramblings seemed to make much sense. He has a new assistant or should I say an old one...recycled. A nice young man who I warned about Jim being in worse shape these days, trashing people who help him but he wasn't concerned. He has dealt with Jim before. I told him Jim's fits are worse, be careful, but he wasn't concerned.

Another sweet dog greeted me further down the street. Had some quick sweet heavy petting St. Marks Place with the sweetest dogs. Dogs are loyal and loving which is more than I can say for two legged animals.

People seem to delight in the street goings on including children making art and grown up children making art on the streets to people dancing and singing happily...oh well, just another day...more spectacles, drama, a hottie man in a fire t not a fireman, oh well...