Billy Joel is My Friend

Another Marchive entry, from March ’07:

1.  I wake up, pad out to the kitchen, pour myself a cup of cold coffee.  Billy Joel is out on the fire escape again, chainsmoking and scribbling in his journal.  He looks pensive; is humming.

“Billy “Billy Jack” Joel!  Quit trying to compose music and make some fresh coffee!”

“No.”

“Goddammit, Billy Joel.”

I have to make the coffee myself.  Billy Joel smiles as he looks out at the city.

Quit fucking around, Billy Joel.
Quit fucking around, Billy Joel.

2.   I am  IM-ing  Billy Joel:

billy joel you are not unusual.

yes i am.

you win this time billy joel.

Liar
Liar

3.  “Billy Joel, let’s go out.”

“Where?”

“I don’t know.”

“Do you want to go to an Italian restaurant?”

“No.”

“Do you want to go to New York?”

“No.”

“Do you want to go crash a party?”

“No.  We always go all those places, and it’s getting tired.”

“Those are the only places I want to go.”

New York Experience
New York Experience

4.  Billy Joel I’ve had it.

Hi!
Hi!

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