Richard William Weiland Papers

After the speeches we all got up. At ourtable was Dan, Andy Krom, Chris Wrigh]], Jeff Wedgewood + his wife, ?, Chris Horron and Bob Raphael, what a fun table!? [pink highlight] Bob asked if we wanted to go for a drink and I suggested the Broadway or Bafferts. As we were leaving Bob said we should invite Paul, so we did but he said he was tired so probably wouldn't makeit, while waiting I wished Bill congrats and said I hope to also make some contribution now that SEC is lifting its restrictions on my stock. Probably not such a wise thing to say in front of Bob Raphael who asks for money yearly. He noted that "we left you sorta out of this" but I just said "yes I was just sitting in the corner with the class '71" which I [pink highlight] should've followed with "So I wouldn't have to get up to speak," but I wouldn't have wanted to show that weakness of ability, so I guess it was best not to say. And it was in character for me just to be quiet. [pink highlight]

And I said if I were here today I'd spend all my time in that building, and Bill said "Yea there'd be a lot more places in hide the decrapes." To which I laughed loudly, sincerely, and we part.

Then Bob + I talked with Paul. And afterward I made one more pass through the Boys Locker room. Funny...As I left, I walked slowely watching a crowd of Seattle's elite, knowing I was a part of it, yet knowing I was also very separate. [pink highlight]

On exit, I stopped and said hello to Fred Wright. He seemed especially glad to see me, and I think I had one at my best conversations that night. Thoughts came easily. No pressure. I invited him to bring some students to Microsoft sometime.

I left with Tim Peterson, inviting him + Raymond Gray to Bafterts. Paul was walking behind us with his sister, and I asked if we ever had parties in the refectory. He said, "I tried to invite you to those parties" and I realized he was right and that being latently gay then divided us too. [pink highlight]

As I left the campus, I took such a wealth of memories, which are obviously quite strong since I've been able to recount most of them here. It had rained while we were inside, but not now.

Drove to Baffert's, and Chris & Bob, starting to ask are you married. Are you divorced? Just said, no time, and switched the subject to Paul's girlfriend. Asked Bob Raphael. Yes he is married.

SO INDEED, ON TOP OF THE DIFF IN CONCEPUAL SKILLS, BEING GAY IS A BIG SEPARATOR FOR ME. AGAIN I DON'T FEEL TO BLAME, IT'S JUST A MATTER OF KNOWING MYSELF, MY LIMITS, MY WEAKNESSES, MY FEARS.

Dan showed up and we connected again. He looks so much a respected architect. Anyway that was a nice was to wind down. Scotch & soda. Coffee & Baileys.

11:30 But I still didn't want to go home yet so I drove back out to Lakeside, so many memories of the evening recirculating and even at home I kept feeling a great warmth from years ago which is no logner with me.

1:00 To bed.

Sat Sept 26 '87

Partly cloudy

8:30 Got up. Misc.

9:30 Write up some of yesterday herein.

10:15 Misc

10:30 Go to work. No urgent mail.

11:15 Helicopter ride with Charles, Bruce, Cliff. Felt some acrophobia, but not too bad. Wearing headsets to hear everybody and music too (David Rose's Stripper.) I was glad to be back on the ground though. Saw Microsoft & Lake Samamish & some big ranch type properties.

10:15 Very hard to leave not having found Glens street but feeling that I've experienced it having seen the style, I left and drove North! But something bugged me so I got off at exist and got a place to phone Glenn, but just got his recorder. Found a station to relieve myself, and found my way back to freeway. At least I wanted a map of Irvine so I drove back to Magnolia Blvd, and got one but still no "Serana" so I called 411, and its spelt "Sarena" and still no such place on map. Oh well, drive up to airport. (Considered going to gym in W. Hollywood, getting hotel, getting sweater from Pat Coil, seeing Dan Ireland, but not of it turned my crank.) Great rain storm. No view, but that's probably just as well.

12:00 I really didn't know what I wanted to do but I exited at Airport, and called UAL and found that plane had been delayed coming in from Seattle. So I raced to return my car, get on Hertz Bus, which had to drop people all over LAX before UAL, last stop. But I eventually got on the flight

12:45 And getting on felt relief. Just made it. But I didn't see

Glenn - for reasons given last night. O.C. bored me so much, I couldn't get passed my low need to see him.

Dan Ireland - but I never managed to get together when he lived in Seattle. Probably should've called on Saturday.

Tom Low - just some cute guy I met at Body N, had nice lunch, and J/O with

I felt like it was time to go home having spent 3 days in LA-Redondo and 2 days in Orange County. The time was worth going through the feelings, although they were pretty much old hat.

Got lunch just in time - starving. Finished reading "Computer Animation" by reading "Looking Backward," and saw my lack of interest in non-computer animation once again. I just can't draw people + animals well. (Felt it was time to check in at Microsoft.)

Green Mascara for lashes, then added extra lashes with adhesive, and used Mascara on those. Then Bob used a bronzer which made me darker, and some red for accents and some very dark shadowed hollows in my cheeks, toward the rear. Then I put all the rest together. Tits, bra, boots, nylons. The works. Fun but it wasn't out of control.

8:45 Off to Brass Connection. I just didn't have much of a role to play. It did look good though. (2 Vod Tonic)

9:45 First stop was Swedish to see Rick U. Looking thin, in pajamas. But said "Have fun, at any cost." Hmm...

Then off to Sparks. Sort of fun. (Coffee.)

Had coffee to get party going. (Wine.)

Half a hit of acid too. (Acid)

Then started to have more fun.

Up to Broadway. Fun waving.

Bob shouting out window "Go To Hell." Tom Powell was a mess.

Went to Deluxe for drinks. (Vodka Tonic)

Had nice time with Dan Glasgoe.

Went to Frontier Room + Tugs, and things sort of frazzled a bit. (Coffee + Kalua)

Then off to Bump party, pretty late.

But I get to see Rick Chaika. Fab. (Wine)

Dark purple + gold! Great lines.

Too late to get bus back

So we went via taxi with 3 LV Show Girls as egos (lots of 7up).

To Neighbors. Saw Bill Farrell in the outfit John Goodman had 2 years ago.

He and till Tom were out together as an egyptian and a slave.

Bob + I danced, with Ric Moline and with Steve Segal. Bob Spivey got in a fight with someone. Which I tried to breakup, to no avail.

Chuck P + Catherine were together but didn't really click with me.

MAYBE PARTY STARTED TOO LATE

Other buses started around 6:00pm

Left for Brass Conn and while Bob was talking with future patient, I wandered up toward dance floor, and across room, Dan I + my eyes met.

It was great to see him, and he was happy to see me doing a "Joan" since he did Joan Crowford one year. Also said I had a Faye Dunaway look. We danced. It was fun. Eventually left with Bob + Dan I and walked Bob home + got all my stuff together. Came home + took a few last pictures, and then took a long shower.

Called Bob to say thanks and ask how to remove eye liner, and told him "I love you" which he appreciated, "How Sweet"

Then I was still buzzing so I got organized (SO ME!) and put all the stuff away, all the drag and a lot of old thoughts, about the 1983 bus and how long ago that was. Gosh!

It's funny that I messed up on the first bus, going to Tubs, and not having fun, but 1983 bus, I really did right, 1984 bus didn't feel the same since I had given up drugs, barely, by then. It seemed much like tonite. Fun, but not momentous. Hard to repeat something momentous.

5:45 But now I'm wide awake still. Well, so it wasn't momentous. I did drag for the first time. But it's not a role I get into, because I don't know how to use it.

6:00 Rest a bit. Then J/O.

6:15 Rest. A few sparkly visions + sounds. I guess acid is still in effect.

Sun, Nov 1 '87

Can't sleep due to light

Realize I had only 2 cups coffee

It must be acid that still buzzing me

9:00 Get up. Disorienting. Eat cereal