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"Yeah, we're not so worried about you not 'getting some.'" Frank put air quotes around the words.
"Well, we kind of are. It's just that the 'some' we're worried about you not getting is emotional fulfillment."
"True." Richie looked back and forth between his friends.
"Guys, I'm not getting a fucking online dating profile. I'm not forty. Stop bugging me."
"Richie, we're worried about you."
"What the hell are you, my mother?"
"Just download the fucking app, Tozier." Frank snatched the phone out of Richie's hand and held it just out of reach. Nina held Richie back as he reached for it.
"You motherfucker, give me my phone back!" Frank didn't respond.
"Say cheese!" He snapped a picture of Richie, who had sat sullenly back down. He typed speedily for a few moments (Frank's typing skills were the envy of all rapid-fire texters), then pressed a button. There was a soft whoosh as the profile was posted, and Frank tossed Richie his phone back.
"Fuck you, Frank." The phone chimed and all three of them gathered around to look at it.
"Holy shit," Nina said softly. "You got a match."
Meanwhile, in an LAX waiting room, Eddie Kaspbrak's phone buzzed in his back pocket. He ignored it, focusing instead on the pitch he was mentally writing and the steady sound his suitcase made as he rolled it back and forth in short paces. He hated investor meetings, but it was his company, and he had to get it off the ground if he ever wanted to be anything more than a 34-year-old asthmatic business major with no friends, no life, and no idea where he was going. Metaphorically. Literally, he was going to the Los Angeles Hilton, if his cab would ever get here. His phone buzzed again. He sighed and pulled it out.
YOU HAVE ONE NEW MATCH read the notification. He swiped and opened the phone. The wheel in the middle of the screen spun for what seemed like hours. Shitty airport WiFi. Finally, a profile popped up. The guy in the picture was... alright, he guessed. There was something a little oddball about him. And a little familiar, too. But then, maybe he just had one of those faces. Or, he realized, maybe he was a stand-up comedian that he’d seen in New York last year. Eddie smiled to himself, amused by the coincidence. At the time, he had no idea just how deep that coincidence really went.
“He’s kinda cute,” Nina offered and shrugged.
”I don’t know. He’s got sort of a sad puppy look. It’s a little off-putting.”
”Nobody asked you, Frank.”
”Nobody asked you either, Nina.”
”Both if you shut up.” Richie held up a hand to silence them. “Look, if I go on this one date, will you promise to get off my ass about getting a date?” Nina and Frank looked at each other and nodded.
”Deal.”
”Fine, then.” Richie’s thumb hovered above the LIKE button. “But what if-?”
”Oh, just shut up!” Nina exclaimed, and pushed the button for him.
Eddie considered it briefly. He was only in LA for a few days, maybe a week. There would be no second date, no relationship to come from this. Still, he couldn’t quite shake the voice in his head telling him yes, that this was important. And besides, what was the harm? Lots of people only went on one date. He pressed the LIKE button too.
”Fuck me,” he whispered as a message popped up on the screen.
CONGRATULATIONS!
Both of you liked each other!
Now you can start chatting.
Make a date, and hopefully, a connection.
Eddie rolled his eyes. This was the exact kind of cheesy bullshit he hadn't wanted when he had signed up for this app a year ago on a whim. A chat window opened up.
This is the start of your messages with RICHIE TOZIER
RICHIE TOZIER IS TYPING...
Richie had sent Nina and Frank away. He was tired and annoyed and frankly, talking to strangers on the internet (something he vaguely recalled his mother telling him never to do) sounded far more appealing than trying to deal with his friends at the moment. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, hesitating. What could he... say? "Hi, you're kind of hot?" "You ever date a comedian?" Maybe he'd just skip words and go directly to emojis. And then it came to him, a line he used to use on girls all the time back in school (girls who were well-above his league, and he knew it).
This is the start of your messages with EDWARD KASPBRAK
RICHIE TOZIER: I could use some spare change, and you're a dime.
He felt stupid even as he wrote it, but he pressed send before he had a chance to give it a second thought. Well, he thought, there goes that idea. And then, Edward Kaspbrak started typing.
Eddie was in his cab now, staring down at the absolutely asinine pick-up line he'd just been sent by a man who was at best a 6 and a half. But once again, he had a sense of déjà vu. Not just like he had heard that line before, but like it was somehow meaningful. If it had been anyone else, he was sure he would've ignored the message and moved on. But it wasn't just anyone, and even if Eddie didn't quite know why he remembered Richie Tozier, he wasn't giving up quite yet.
EDWARD KASPBRAK: You use that line on all the boys?
RICHIE TOZIER: I've got a whole library full of them, I don't need to reuse that one.
EDWARD KASPBRAK: Hey, this might sound weird, but have we met before? I have the weirdest feeling that we have.
Eddie flushed scarlet in the back of the cab. He couldn't remember the last time someone had said something like that to him. Truly, he couldn't.
EDWARD KASPBRAK: I'm probably wrong. Anyway, are you free tonight?
Richie thought for a moment. He was supposed to go get drinks with some other comedian buddies of his, then maybe crash an open-mic night that they had frequented in their early comedy days. But then he looked back at the man on his phone, the one who looked just a little bit sad even though he was smiling as widely as can be in his picture, and typed out a quick reply.
RICHIE TOZIER: I actually am. I know a good place, pretty quiet. I'll text you the address. You eaten yet?
EDWARD KASPBRAK: Yeah, why?
RICHIE TOZIER: The drinks are good, but the food... it's good that you already ate.
Eddie fussed with his hair one last time in the hotel mirror. It just... wouldn't sit right, even though it looked exactly like it always did. And his clothes, all he had was what he’d brought for business meetings and casual dress, nothing like what he’d normally wear on a date. He checked his watch again. He had given himself fifteen minutes to get there, even though the concierge at the hotel told him it’d take maybe ten, if traffic was bad, and since it was a Wednesday it probably wouldn't be.
To say Eddie hadn't been on a date in awhile would be an understatement. He hadn't been on a first date in seven months. He hadn't been on a second date in a year and a half. He hadn't been on a third date in three years. And as for his last real relationship... well, Eddie had never been in a real relationship. Not that he could remember, anyway. In college, there had been a four-month thing with a girl, but that was mostly just to please his mother. He and the girl (Rosa was her name) had been good friends, and still were, but their whole relationship had been something of a friendship with a few awkward makeout sessions thrown in for good measure. The fact that he didn't like women was probably a factor in his disastrous relationships, both with women and with his mother, but she had been dead for three years this October and he was finally living the way he had always meant to. He just... hadn't gotten around to it when she was still alive.
He took one last look in the mirror. He wasn't satisfied, but then, when was he ever? It was a warm early summer night, so he thought he'd walk. Or maybe he shouldn't. There would surely be people smoking outside, and with his asthma...
Similarly, Richie was trying on his third outfit. He had tried just the Hawaiian shirt, then just a T-shirt and leather jacket, and then all three simultaneously. Funnily enough, the multi-layered look was his favorite.
"You got this, Richie." He looked himself in the eyes (through the mirror, not any kind of crazy witchcraft shit), and cracked a grin. "Except that you're talking to yourself. Fuckin' weirdo." But he grew sober, and his fingers tapped nervously against the side of his leg.
Richie didn't date, per se, but he went out a lot, and then went home, usually with a different guy, although he had been known to call up an old flame from time to time. He had dated, and he wasn't necessarily opposed to the idea, but he was, not to toot his own horn, famous. And usually, famous guys, especially ones that weren't classically hot, didn't get dates. They got laid.
His Mustang was parked in the driveway, and even before he started it the wind off the ocean whipped his hair into a frenzy. As he sped off into the Santa Monica sunset, the butterflies in his stomach began to dissipate. This was going to be different. He could feel it.
Eddie had been waiting outside the bar for almost ten minutes. It was his fault, of course, for getting there so early, but the pacing outside the front door did nothing to calm his nerves. Nor did the gentle roar of the cherry-red Mustang that pulled up next to the curb, nor did the profoundly familiar face that got out of it. Richie Tozier walked two paces towards him and stopped in his tracks, his eyes even wider behind his fishbowl glasses than usual. Eddie spoke first, his vocal cords hardly functional.
"Holy-"
"-shit," Richie finished. All of a sudden, everything clicked into place. Why the name had sounded so familiar, and the face had been even more so. Why he had been so nervous in the first place. Eddie fumbled in the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a gray piece of plastic. His inhaler. He took two quick puffs of it and shook his head, as if in a stupor. Richie, who had screeched to a halt upon seeing his childhood friend (and first love, but that was another story), started again, and hugged Eddie with a force he didn't know he had in him. Eddie hugged him back, just as tightly.
"Holy shit, man," Eddie repeated.
"Yeah." They finally released each other and Richie took a step back, looking Eddie up and down. "Damn, Eds. You're looking good."
"So are you." Richie shook his head.
"I feel like such a fucking moron, but... I didn't even realize it was you until I saw you just now. You're going by Edward now?"
"Not... not really. And to tell you the truth, I only thought I recognized you because I saw one of your shows when you were in New York last winter." Richie laughed, deep and warm.
"Shit. Was it any good? Wait, don't answer that."
"It was great."
"Well, um... since we're here..." Richie gestured at the bar's frosted glass doors. "Want to get a drink?" Eddie smiled, and his dimples were craters in his cheeks.
We were cited by the City to clear up the weeds on AV (and ahem, move an RV out of view of the street!). The weeds are abated but the RV is in plain sight. I found a guy who works on engines and he got the 1978 Ford Eddie Bauer Ed. RV working. All it needs is an air cleaner and to be started once a week before he comes back tomorrow. Thus far, it has been started exactly (0) times. Cue Rosie the Robot [from The Jetsons TV Cartoon, who wails a two-tone downward fifth when she is overwhelmed]! I would like to find someone in a fire area (Anaheim?) to buy it for $2000 to they can live in while they rebuild. Santa Rosa is the next choice but could it go that far? Don’t know.
My SIL got a new job and fingers crossed, he will get sober because he'll die from alcoholism at the previous rate. He is interested in us transferring title of the property but if he drinks up his paycheck, that ain’t going to happen. so if he keeps on an even keel, we will do that.
The ‘ex’ (Mike) is having 'Fred' (a tumor) removed Monday. Their friend Gene, who also has cancer, is going to have several procedures in the next 10 days but they told him his time is almost up. We don't want to make any major decisions for a while.
I called the permit wrangler (who started working for us in February? March?) and he said our plans were packaged and ready to submit. I am supposed to call again today to be the squeaky wheel (haven't called before because I thought that was the General Contractor’s job. He WAS on it but got discouraged. Meanwhile, he was scrambling for work. Heck, we could have had him do things here! To be honest, he gave us an estimate of $14k for the back patio/laundry room and Sam said he would do it for $2,000).
Meanwhile, the water heater gave up the ghost at AV last Monday and it took until Thursday to get a new one in. Not tank-less. That costs more. It was only 4 years old but a little glass window was broken and mice crawled in and died! I called a plumber who did a mercy run to TX after Harvey and had guys change my dripping bathtub faucet (for $700). Didn't have a chance to take a shower until Monday or Tuesday, when I found out the water didn't go that far. Used a pan to dip water out of a bucket. A second call, the same guy told me my shut-off valve was clogged. I soaked it in vinegar but it still didn't reach the shower head. I called AGAIN (third time lucky) and Fernando came. I told him it seems like the transfer valve was deficient and he agreed. He observed that Eric was a knucklehead. On his way out, he noticed a cast-iron cauldron (on a tripod) that had been used for linotype lead back in the day. It was waiting to be recycled but he thought he could use it for a burly barbecue. I found a grill in the carport. He gave me trade goods that were brass (worth more for scrap)! The shower head works and I'm happy. He complimented me on being hot. I was wearing my spider pants and a black tank top with a silver bling cross. Made my day.
When people compliment me, I talk about my DH, who is the only man in the world who can put up with my shit. Oh, when the first guy took my check, he asked for my address. I said it’s in front of you, Genius. He started humming, Oh, here she comes [Man-Eater, REM?] that tortured me the rest of the day!
Finally, the Cross Section boys wanted someone to write a rock ‘n’ roll song and I came up with a ‘they’ number that goes, “They’re hiding in plain sight./ Resist with all your might/ the ones who want to take your freedom.” All rights reserved.
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