Showing posts with label Wayne Gretzky. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wayne Gretzky. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 14, 1983



Bruno came and drove us crazy. He didn’t bring Jean Michel’s rent payment, so later I called Jean Michel about his rent being due and then I had a fight with Jay because he gave Jean Michel my home phone number. He said, “Oh, I didn’t know you didn’t want…” I yelled at him, “Are your brains still with you?” I mean, he knew I wouldn't have Jean Michel coming up to my house -- I mean he's a drug addict so he's not dependable. You can't have -- I mean, so then why would I want him to have my home phone? Jay should have known better.
     And Richard Weisman sent us tickets to the hockey game because Wayne Gretzky invited us.
     And Since I'd called Jean Michel about the rent I felt bad so I invited him to the hockey game and I sent Jay home early so he could drop off the ticket to him.
     And Robyn Geddes came by about getting his old job back, but Fred had to tell him he couldn't have it. And Fred called to remind me not to wear bluejeans to the hockey game because we were going to "21" afterwards.
     So then I met the shiatsu guy who Richard Weisman recommended and he worked on me for an hour and a half and he was really good, a thorough professional. He told me that when I cross my legs I should cross them left to right or right to left -- I forget which -- because one side is weaker than the other, but I told him I never cross my legs (laughs). But I'm looking now and here I sit talking with them crossed...anyway, so I made a standing appointment for every Wednesday at 7:30. His name is Eizo, and his philosophy is: "You are young you are young you are young, therefore you are young."
     I lied about my age, I told him I was forty-four. And he said, "Oh that's my age, too!" I guess he knew I was lying. But I felt wonderful afterwards. 


Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 543. New York: Warner Books.

Thursday, June 9, 1983


Got up early because I had a 10:00 appointment at the office that Fred had made with Wayne Gretzky of the Oilers (cab $6). When I got there they said that Gretzky had just called and said he was coming right down. Meanwhile Fred who had made this early, early meeting wasn’t there yet. By 12:30 I was still the only one there, and I was mad. I found out from Brigid that the reason Fred was late was because he’d brought home a black girl and she’d Mickey Finn’d him and taken all his watches, so I didn’t yell at him. And finally Gretzky arrived and he was adorable, blond and twenty-two and cute. He doesn’t wear shoulder pads when he plays. I told him he should go into the movies and he said that he was going to be in a Fall Guy and a Tom Selleck. He dates a Canadian singer.
     Brigid went up to Jennifer’s graduation from Spence, and I couldn’t go, I disappointed Jennifer, because I had the Gretzky thing and then Iolas to tape. But I called her and told her to bring her father down afterwards for lunch. Sent Brigid out for desserts ($20) and had champagne with Jennifer and her father. And then after they left, that’s when Benjamin told me that her father had been Edie’s psychiatrist! Jennifer didn’t tell her father until a few days ago that she was working here. Jennifer stayed on and worked. 


Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 505-506. New York: Warner Books.