What Else Is There To Say? Thank You Women, Very Much

    Yeah, things weren't great. I in the dark, and Sade only got in a couple last appearances for us to cross paths. Despite a knee injury that became all this more time. And a Security Personnel scapegoated it as why I was confused she'd not been appearing in her usual telly spot. Apparently not read, or heard yet, the explanation since last June she and I wanted to talk. We got it! Albatrosses! 

    So there she was, January, in the lobby and I at the window. Specifically where she knew I was there. A lot of women were using the lobby for a Cookie Event with a table near the front Revolving Door. I moved as she did, and outside I was planted where she came within inches of me. We thank you women, for running interference. Blocking Security's trap. 

    ABC's silly letter to me even cited a disturbance caused by me in the lobby. While Sade and I made sure to protect me on that score. Mailroom on 67 is the only place inside I've been this entire time. Last July. Whatever line's crossed? We're doing right. Not leaping eight balls dropped by co-workers who view office politics like Elaine was sabotaged on SEINFELD when risen to the top of her publishing firm. 

    Anyone at ABC doesn't know San Diego Bozo just interfered? Hiding Male Hierarchy Imperialism still? How am I to know, lowly TV journalist of dwindled, cantankerous, breed. Novelist to her. Bozo's sycophants consider me Television Reviewer. Not on Conglomerate retainer, true. But history's following. ABC Boys.  

    I admit it. Obviously I'm not a good networker. Don't like establishing friends without time. Accumulating. Though I have to admit, mistake my being such a recluse. Maybe. But that book wasn't easy figuring out. Getting far enough along where they write themselves. 

    And neither has it been easy what Sade and I have dealt with. We both thank you women that early evening at ABC. Tears every time I think of ya'll and her eyes and mine together again. Getting close Sade. Closer. Funny right? Met The Closer, with her husband, at a Park Avenue Telephone Booth.

    Women. Thank you, very, very much. See you Baderinwa. How're we doing? Let me know.  ASAP ...